“So you might disagree with me about polar bears."
"And, uh, the meaninglessness of eternity in the wrinkled face of that… biting monster."
“Well, let me at least mention the kind of floor I dance on in whatever country I come from.”
Uhm… we’re just goin’ down the slide into… [very long pause] whale city.
“He’s got so many frickin’ leftover harpoons in him, he looks like a pin cushion.”
Until your foot slips, and… horror… existential horror returns you to your body, the site of all horror.
Have you ever had anyone over for dinner? Then you have tasted what it is to be Caesar!
"Oh, Ahab! You’re so shaggy. You’re just an old, shaggy Nantucket… geezer."
And little puffs of smoke are goin’ in Ahab’s face.