In yet another of a long line of lame Blake Edwards's films in the 1980s, John Ritter stars as a compulsive womanizer trying to get his impulses under control as he seeks to reconcile with his ex-wife. But his gonads get the better of him every time…more »
The arresting officer states that you were clocked at 134 miles an hour. Anything to say about that, Mr. Hutton?
I was in a hurry, Your Honor.
Me too. Five hundred dollars or 30 days.