From that fateful day when stinking bits of slime first crawled from the sea and shouted to the cold stars, I AM MAN!, our greatest dread has always been the knowledge of our mortality. But tonight, we shall hurl the gauntlet of science into the frightful face of death itself. Tonight, we shall ascend into the heavens. We shall mock the earthquake. We shall command the thunders, and penetrate into the very womb of impervious nature herself.

Tijd om voor de tweehonderdste keer Young Frankenstein op te leggen.

Snif.