Pushing Daisies (TV Series)

Oh Oh Oh... It's Magic (2008)

Chi McBride: Emerson Cod

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Quotes 

• Ned : It's all very confusing: there's murdered magic dads and promise of tasty pate with tuna sauce.

  Emerson Cod : What do you think you was sayin' in your head? Because that ain't what came out of yo mouth.

• Emerson Cod : Hey, nerd, you need to get yourself a bigger human shield or something - you hanging out all sorts of places I could shoot. How about you just let wee lady wee go?

• Emerson Cod : [not impressed by Ned's brothers' magic trick]  Oooo! Where is that ass of a rat I could give?

• Emerson Cod : [calling after twins]  Hey! don't you be goin' around chasin' murder suspects willy-nilly! Whatcha gon do? Use your wonder-twin powers?

• Emerson Cod : ...honey, you been spurned. And next to the spurned lover, the spurned employee rides shotgun on the Homicide Chuckwagon.

• Emerson Cod : You can't just flash some jazz hands, and then - abracadabra - brotherly love.

• Maurice : You're not invited if you're gonna heckle.

  Emerson Cod : But shazam

  [reaches behind the back of the twin's head] 

  Emerson Cod : I have a ticket.

• The Great Herrmann : And you... I sense you're a great investigator of things unsolved. Named after a poet and a fish...

  Emerson Cod : Uh-huh, I sense you better give me back my wallet 'fore I make my foot disappear up your...

• Emerson Cod : While we can appreciate and sympathize with your predicament, mister Herrmann...

  The Great Herrmann : Please, call me Great.

  Emerson Cod : No.

• Emerson Cod : [mocking Olive and Chuck]  "A magic show"? Where did I put that rat's ass I could give?

• Olive Snook : He magically put those tickets in that pie.

  Emerson Cod : If by "magically," you mean "made you look that way so you wouldn't see what they were doing this way", then, yes, those tickets alakazammed their way right underneath that delicious flaky crust.

  [chuckles falsely, then suddenly serious and blasé] 

  Emerson Cod : Or: hocus pulled the damn tickets out of his pocket, and pocus slid them under the pie pan, as evidenced by the cherry-rhubarb crumble on his sleeve.