Headed to Miami, what should my Caruso phrase be when I get off the plane?

For the first time ever, it's going to be the Super Bowl of Bubbler ... I'm Miami-bound a week from now. Get your cameras out, Steve Sabol, and shoot my good side.

There's no way in hell I am getting off my plane without uttering a David Caruso-like phrase the minute I step on to the tarmac. Any suggestions?

I might as well get this one out of the way ...

It's time ... (doff the black sunglasses) ... to get a fucking haircut!

YEAAAAAAHHHH!

 

Mr. Wolf, it's time . . . (take off sunglasses) . . . to go to Wal-Mart!

 

Donde está (whip sunglasses off) las mujeres blancas?

 

What is that smell?

Horse crap..... or (shades go on) bearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr shit?

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

 

Actual quote, according to IMDB.com, seems fitting: You know what they say "You lie down with the Devil, you wake up in Hell".

 

*with a cigar in your hand* "Welcome to Paradise"

 

Expand your horizons, Bubble Bobble:

Party in the city where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to Miami
Buenvenidos a Miami
Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
I'm goin to Miami
Welcome to Miami

 

Find the nearest dock, stare down some poor guy in a dingy and utter, "We have ourselves a floating crime scene."

YEEEEEAAAHHHHHHH!

 

Bubbler has arrived. It looks like Miami just got .... (glasses on) a little hotter.

 

Bubbler....(glasses on)....on A&E.

 

(Head turned down and to the right, as always) Where all the white women at?

 

Or what Caruso just said tonight....

(sunglasses taken off in the previous seconds) "Frank, don't move......."


YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH