I'm not interested in being Don Quixote. I'm interested in running the City of New York.
Diz Moore: What did you get me outta bed for?
Clarissa Saunders: Shhh. Sit tight. The show's about to commence.
Diz Moore: Do mind telling me what's about to go on around here?
Clarissa Saunders: Certainly. Now, there's the principal actor in our little play: Don Quixote Smith - man with bill. Over here, one
of the supporting characters.
Diz Moore: Who?
Clarissa Saunders: That gorilla in man's clothing: McGann.
Diz Moore: Oh, you mean, puss in boots.
Clarissa Saunders: Yeah, mostly puss. Aw, another prominent character in our play, the silver knight, soul of honor on a tightrope.
Diz
Moore: You wouldn't be a little bit goofy, would you?
Clarissa Saunders: Diz, Don Quixote with bill will get to his feet in a minute and speak two important words: Willet Creek. When that happens, the sliver knight will fall off his tightrope and puss will jump outta his boots.
Diz Moore: Better be nice to that gal. The latest poll makes her old man the party choice for the White House. She may be the next First Lady of the land.
Clarissa Saunders: Imagine reading, "My Day by Susan Paine in the neck." He isn't gonna be hurt enough as it is, she has to twist a knife in him too... jackass. "I'll turn my glamour on him," she says.
Diz Moore: Oh, forget it. What's it to you?
Clarissa Saunders: Nothing, I'm just...
Diz Moore: Okay, okay. Then, stop worrying. I told you the dopes are going to inherit the earth anyway.
Clarissa Saunders: I wonder, Diz, if this Don Quixote hasn't got the jump on all of us. I wonder if it isn't a curse
to go through life wised up like you and me.
Diz Moore: Now, look here kid. If you're going to wonder, let's go down and do it over a hunk of steak, huh? Come on, snap out of it. Drink up! Here's to bigger and better dopes.
Clarissa Saunders: And to Don Quixote.