Joe: Shades.
Security Guard Shades: Mmm.
Joe: You are now Head of Security. Good luck with Lionel. I've got a wedding to go to.
Joe: With this ring, I thee - finally - wed.
Joe: I would kneel if it weren't for my knee replacement.
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Dear Joseph, am I too late to ask you to accept my hand in marriage?
Joe: I thought you'd never ask.
Joe: No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Lt. Aldo Hines: Here's who you're dealing with: male Caucasian, 35, well educated, raised by his aunt who mysteriously disappeared when he was 16, has raped and strangled five women, escaped when being transported to San Quentin.
