“I don’t have a clue what you’re talkin’ about, Phil. Not a fucking clue.
I have a shell fragment the size of a fist in my head. Pork Chop Hill, 1953. The only way I can make this goddamn toupee to stay on my head is by magnetizing the entire upper left quadrant of my skull.
So you just go ahead and do what you do.”
Hot shots (1991), 20th Century Fox Corp.
R. I. P. Lloyd Bridges