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|Birthday:||August 14, 1945|
|Birthplace:||Waco, Texas, United States|
|Educated At:||University Of California, Los Angeles|
|Nationality:||United States Of America|
|Occupations:||Television Actor, Film Actor, Playwright, Film Producer, Musician|
AKA: Steve Martin
Birthday: August 14, 1945
Birthplace: Waco, Texas, United States
Educated At: University Of California, Los Angeles
Nationality: United States Of America
Occupations: Television Actor, Film Actor, Playwright, Film Producer, Musician
Spouse: Anne Stringfield
Dusty Bottoms: Medium rare.”
Marie: Because I just heard a song on the radio that reminded me of the way we were.
Navin R. Johnson: What was it?
Marie: ‘The Way We Were.’”
El Guapo: What do you mean?
Lucky Day: I don't know.
Jefe: I think he means that if you...
El Guapo: Shut up!”
Ned Nederlander: Wherever there is suffering, we'll be there.
Dusty Bottoms: Wherever liberty is threatened, you will find...
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander, Dusty Bottoms: The Three Amigos!”
Ned Nederlander: [runs over to check] He's dead, all right.
Dusty Bottoms: How was I supposed to know where he was?
Lucky Day: You were supposed to fire up. We both fired up. [aside] It's like living with a six-year old.”
Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?
Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosy fucking cheeks! And you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!
Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.
Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway, and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car... right... fucking... now.
Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?
Neal: I threw it away.
Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.
Neal: Oh boy, what?
Car Rental Agent: You're fucked.”
Lucky Day: [thinks] A car. A big, shiny silver car. I'll drive all over Hollywood. Show Flugleman a thing or two. What about you?
Dusty Bottoms: New York. Maybe Paris. Champagne. Parties. I'll be a big shot for a while.
Lucky Day: Yeah.
Dusty Bottoms: How about you, Ned?
Ned Nederlander: I'm gonna start a foundation to help homeless children.
Dusty Bottoms: [he and Lucky realize how selfless that is compared to their ideas] That occurred to me to do that at one point, too.
Lucky Day: Well, I meant that I would do that first, and then I would get a big shiny car.”
Lucky Day: [motioning for people to join in singing] C'mon, everybody!
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: My little Buttercup has the sweetest...
[points to man]
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: Dear little Buttercup, won't you stay a...
[points to another man]
Patron #2: While! While!
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: We'll settle down together in a cottage built for two, ohh...
[Lucky and Ned point to group at table]
Crowd at Bar: Dear!
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: Little Buttercup!
[Lucky and Ned point to another group]
Crowd at Bar: Sweet!
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: Little Buttercup!
[Lucky points to bartender]
Bartender: My little Buttercup!
Lucky Day, Ned Nederlander: I love you!”
Dusty Bottoms: What?
Lucky Day: This is real.
Ned Nederlander: You mean...
Lucky Day: Yes, they are going... to kill us.
[Amigos begin sobbing pathetically]
Ned Nederlander: [Sobbing] What am I doing in Mexico?
Lucky Day: [Sobbing] I've been shot already.
Ned Nederlander: [Sobbing] I know.
Dusty Bottoms: [Sobbing] What are we gonna do?
Ned Nederlander: [Sobbing] We're not gonna get PAID, that's for sure.”
El Guapo: Many pinatas?
Jefe: Oh yes, many!
El Guapo: Would you say I have a plethora of pinatas?
Jefe: A what?
El Guapo: A plethora.
Jefe: Oh yes, you have a plethora.
El Guapo: Jefe, what is a plethora?
Jefe: Why, El Guapo?
El Guapo: Well, you told me I have a plethora. And I just would like to know if you know what a plethora is. I would not like to think that a person would tell someone he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has *no idea* what it means to have a plethora.
Jefe: Forgive me, El Guapo. I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education. But could it be that once again, you are angry at something else, and are looking to take it out on me?”
Dusty Bottoms: What does that mean, in-famous?
Ned Nederlander: Oh, Dusty. In-famous is when you're MORE than famous. This man El Guapo, he's not just famous, he's IN-famous.
Lucky Day: 100,000 pesos to perform with this El Guapo, who's probably the biggest actor to come out of Mexico!
Dusty Bottoms: Wow, in-famous? In-famous?”