Doris: At last the world is safe, eh, Fallout Boy?
Nelson: [too slowly] Watch out --
Director: Next!
[Nelson walks off, sees his face in a mirror]
Nelson: Ha ha! Hey -- that hurts. No wonder no one came to my
birthday party.
Doris: At last the world is safe, eh, Fallout Boy?
Ralph: What's for lunch tomorrow?
Director: Next.
Ralph: Chicken necks?
Director: We're never going to find -- [spots Martin sitting outside] --
wait a minute. That child has the exact qualities we're
looking for. He's perfect! What is his name?
Woman: I don't know. He just came along with one of the others. He
didn't sign up officially.
Director: Oh, forget him, then. It wouldn't be fair to the other
children who filled out their application forms in full.
Next!
-- The new Hollywood ethics, "Radioactive Man"
