I watched the TV show a bit.
I forgot about the sour milk!
I was anticipating being highly disgusted by the ignorant racism and Caan satisfies immediately. He’s mad because they didn’t change their biology to get drunk on the same thing you like! I despise him already. Look how much I just wrote on that!
Bartles and James!
That’s a monster answering machine.
Am I supposed to like Sykes because he saves the tapes?! F-U!
Excrement Cranium is correct.
This movie stinks of the 80s.
That was clearly a laser on the desk.
You can tell Sykes is an a-hole cause he’s wearing a Dallas Cowboys jersey in LA. Not that I’m a fan of either team.
Given their proclivity for salt water they should have immigrated to Minnesota.
He’s dragging his partner by the balls.
Needless prolonged spotlight shot?!
What the hell is this closing music?!