Lost Fans can Breathe a Sigh of Relief....

I see that your schwartz is as big as mine, now lets see how you handle it
Dark Helmet: Before you die there is something you should know about us, Lone Star.
Lone Star: What?
Dark Helmet: I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate.
Lone Star: What's that make us?
Dark Helmet: Absolutely nothing! Which is what you are about to become.
 
Dark Helmet: Knock on my door! Knock next time!
Colonel Sandurz: Yes, sir!
Dark Helmet: Did you see anything?
Colonel Sandurz: No, sir! I didn't see you playing with you dolls again.
Dark Helmet: Good!
 
"So the password is 1-2-3-4-5"

"1-2-3-4-5? That's the stupidest code I've ever heard of! That sounds like the code some idiot would have on his luggage!"
 
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