If by "heart of gold" you mean "lungs of charcoal,"
then yes.
I admit I was tempted to destroy the democratic process
to gain the love of a woman.
Love?
Not real love,
but at least
the kind that gives you false hope for a few days.
I like false hope.
Maybe she lost your number.
Maybe she did.
MAN: NO ONE LEAVES THE TOBACCO INSTITUTE.
[COUGHING]
Since I quit smoking,
I don't feel right about working here anymore.
You quit smoking?
You can't.
[COUGHING]
Good Lord, Martin, you coughed out a lung.
Now, can you push that back in?
[COUGHING, CHOKING]
I met a man who convinced me to follow another path.
I'm going to call him tonight.
I said, no one leaves The Tobacco Institute.
Hey. Wait.
You can't do this.
Let me go.
Excuse me. Hello?
Hola. WHERE'S THE LADIES ROOM?
Does anyone have any sunscreen?+
RADIO ANNOUNCER: ...y en otras noticias,
el president americano Hairy-ass McGee,
que se parece mucho a Benjamin Franklin,
cayo desde una altura de 30,000 pies
sobre un camion recolector de basura despues de abrir
una de las ventanas
del avion presidencial AIR FORCE ONE.
Los medicos dijeron que no sufrio heridas.