Star Child: We've got to find Devereaux.
Cat Man: That's good with me, Star Child. I'm down to my last few lives.
Marv Gomez: Dancing. Everything else is bullshit.
Archie Macaw, Record Producer: Well, one day this rather odd chap hopped into the office. He'd been to see virtually everyone in the business and been shown the door. He asked to see MY door, but I wouldn't show it to him. Instead, he showed me the photographs and tapes of the Rutles. They were pretty rough, but they had something.
Narrator: What was it?
Archie Macaw, Record Producer: I think it was the trousers.