No Bull

The Last Man on Earth 2×8

& Erica: Did you guys hear those noises she was making? It s-sounded like she saw the devil.
    Carol: Yeah, well, she was going through excruciating pain, what with the tearing and the ripping, and cows don’t have doctors to sew them up. Oh, I guess we don’t either.

& Mike: Hello. This is Commander Mike Miller from the International Space Station. Anybody out there?

& Phil: Okay, in a moment, we will be embarking on perhaps the most important mission of our brave new world. Okay? Finding this bull is our «One giant leap for mankind.» Finding this bull is our «I-I-I have a dream.» Finding this bull is our «Where’s the beef?» Literally.

& Phil: Yeah, I called us a team. Why? ’Cause we are one. Webster’s Dictionary defines the word «team» as «Together Everyone Achieves More.»

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& Phil: So let’s tear down these stocks, Mr. Gorbachev. Okay? And let’s go find that mother-friggin’ bull.
    Melissa: If we say yes, will you stop talking?

& Phil: Okay, you guys. Have some big news. First of all, this is not unsweetened lemonade, okay? Uh, if we could just be a little more, uh, conscious of labeling things. You know. Piece of tape, «urine.» That’s all I’m saying.

& Phil: He’s not perfect. But who among us is? There’s an old expression, uh, that says, «Let he who is without sin cast the first stone in a glass house.»

♪ Just a perfect day ♪
♪ Feed animals in the zoo ♪
♪ Then later a movie, too ♪
♪ And then home ♪
♪ Oh, it’s such a perfect day ♪

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