Ace Ventura: [to Shickadance] Why don't come to take a look inside? C'mon. C'mon!
[he shakes his keys acting like they're stuck. The door opens. Ace enters]
Ace Ventura: Go ahead. Snoop around!
[Mr. Shickadance enters, looks around and sniffs]
Ace Ventura: Well? Are you satisfied?
Mr.
Shickadance: Just don't let me catch you with an animal here, that's all.
Ace Ventura: All right! Take care now! Bye-bye, then!
[slams door in front of Mr. Shickadance's face]
Ace Ventura: L-oser!
[mimicking Sean Connery]
Ace Ventura: Lovely party. Pity I wasn't invited.
Ronald Camp: [Ace emerges soaking wet] I'm so Sorry Mr. Ace, I'll have the plumbing checked immediately.
Ace Ventura: Well I hope so, had I been drinking out of the toilet, I might have been killed.
Lois Einhorn: You've done some fine detective work... 'Ace'.
Ace Ventura: I'm sorry. Could you please speak in to my good ear? I thought I heard you call me Ace.
Ace Ventura: That was a close one ladies and gentleman. Unfortunately in every contest, there must be a loser. Loo-hoo-ser-her.
[Lt. Einhorn is pointing a gun at Ace's head]
Ace Ventura: [begging] Please don't kill me. I'll never tell anyone. Kill him, he's the one you want.
Dan Marino: No, no kill him.
Ace Ventura: No kill him. He held the ball wrong, remember? Come on, look at the guy.
[Lt. Einhorne shoots into the air]
Dan
Marino: Cry-baby.
Ace Ventura: Jock.
Dan Marino: Whimp.
Ace Ventura: Muscle-head.
Lois Einhorn: SHUT UP.
[Melissa and Ace are reading news clippings about Ray Finkle]
Melissa: "Replacement Kicker Having a Great Year." "Ready For Super Bowl, All-Star Kicker Boasts."
Ace Ventura: "Field Goal Sails Wide. Dolphins Lose Super Bowl."
Melissa: The "Kick Heard Round The World." That was Finkle. The Dolphins lost by one point.
[Ace
lets out an impressed whistle. Melissa flips to the next clipping, with a headline that reads "Finkle Contract Not Renewed."]
Melissa: Poor guy.
Ace Ventura: Poor guy with a motive, baby.
Riddle: I don't give a good goddamn about that fish. Fillet it and fast food it if'ya want'to. All I give a damn about's winning the Super Bowl. My athletes have got to have their heads in the right place. Shit, Roger, you been in this business a long time. You know how superstitious these players are.
[Roger hides his rabbit foot key chain]
Riddle:
I've got a quarterback who puts his socks on backwards. Has since high school. I've got a line backer who has not washed his jockey strap in two years because he thinks flies are lucky.
[repeated line]
Ace Ventura: All righty then!