Mask: Hold me closer, Ed, it's getting dark. Tell Auntie Em to let Old Yeller out,
Mask: tell Tiny Tim I won't be coming home this Christmas, tell Scarlett I do give a damn...
[he dies, the Peanut Gallery appears and applauds while The Mask is handed an acting award]
Mask: Thank you, you love me, you really love me!
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: Ipkiss! Police! Freeze!
[the Mask freezes in mid-air]
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: Put your hands up.
The Mask: [his teeth are frozen together] But you told me to freeze!
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: All right, all right. Un-freeze.
[the Mask un-freezes and falls to the ground]
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: You’re under arrest.
[pulls out his cuffs]
The Mask: No! It wasn't me! It was the One-Armed Man!
The Mask: All right, I confess! I did it, ya hear? And I'm glad! GLAD, I TELL YA!
[gets down on his knees and puts his hands up together]
The Mask: What are they gonna do to me, Sarg.? WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO?
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: [puts the cuffs on The Mask's wrists] Sorry, son. That's not my department. Search him.
The Mask: [the cops bring The Mask to his feet] Ow! Where's a cam-corder when you need one?
[snorts in laughter]
Doyle: [searching Mask] Really big sunglasses, Nerf ball...
Cop: Bike horn...
Doyle: Small-mouthed bass...
Cop: Bowling pin...
Doyle: Aah! Mousetrap...
Cop: Rubber chicken...
The Mask: Little to the left. That's it.
Doyle: I don't know.
Cop: Funny eyeball glasses...
The Mask: I've never seen those before in my life.
The Mask: I have a permit for that.