Who's Harry Crumb?
1989
Eliot Draison: It's a pterodactyl egg. It's fossilized. It's ninety million years old. In the entire world, only two of these have ever been found. Harry Crumb: You know, that may be worth something.
Harry Crumb: I am Djour Djilios. Suki's Salon Receptionist: Could you spell that please? Harry Crumb: I don't think so. Try it with a "D".
Helen Downing: Back then, dinner and a movie might have gotten you into some girl's panties, but it's gonna take a lot more than that to get into mine.
Harry Crumb: My reputation precedes me. Otherwise I'd be late for all my appointments.
Mikki Downing: Look at her. Isn't she perfect? Harry Crumb: Well, I wouldn't say perfect. I mean, look at the size of her head. She must be enormous. (pause) But easy to find.
Mrs MacIntyre: (looking at photos of her husband cheating on her) You idiot! These pictures are of me! (Harry Crumb falls backwards in his chair) Harry Crumb: What? Let me see those. Mrs MacIntyre: Give them here. Harry Crumb: Not so fast. I've had my eye on you for a while, lady. I knew you were up to something, and here's my proof: it was you who was having an affair with your husband all along! Mrs MacIntyre: What? Harry Crumb: I've uncovered some pretty low schemes in my time. But secretly hiring me to take pornographic pictures of you and your sleazball husband is as low as it gets! Mrs MacIntyre: I don't belive this! Harry Crumb: Belive what you want, lady. But don't belive it here. Mrs MacIntyre: You are a poor excuse for a human being! Harry Crumb: Says you!