Dead Serious: Knock, knock.
The Interviewer: Great. Who's there?
Dead Serious: Vanilla Ice.
The Interviewer: Vanilla Ice who?
Dead Serious: ...exactly.
Dead Serious: Right here is where I got shot the first time.
The Interviewer: How old were you?
Dead Serious: Four.
Dead Serious: Life is like a big piece of pie. Don't get mad at me because I only eat the crust.
The Interviewer: It's not my fault if their shortcomings are popping up all over the place.
The Interviewer: Really. You call it a poetry movement, but you should be calling it a bowel movement because it's crap.
The Trainer: They come in here with their annunciating, and their breathing from the diaphragm... you know that's crap.
The Interviewer: To what do you attribute their success?
Club Manager: Well, you know, if you wanted to, to, you know, examine their success, um, if you wanna like really figure, you know what? I don't know.
Speak: This cat was selling out coffee shops and basements all over the world.