Mystery Science Theater 30001988

Joel:
Well, c'mon, I think this cloak exudes power and manliness. And, hey, look, I got a horrifying hellbeast right here.

[Crow pops up on a leash]

Joel:
It's pretty scary.

Tom Servo:
Well, you just look like Maude with a hellbeast.

Crow T. Robot:
Oh, you mean Estelle Getty?

Joel:
But, Tom, look!

Tom Servo:
C'mon, Joel, the cloak is grand, the workmanship is superb, but a neat caftan doesn't automatically qualify you as the devil's spin doctor.

Joel:
Oh, c'mon, look, it's lined, I got inside pockets, I got a little special one for my Mentos. It's even got a cotton panel...

Crow T. Robot:
Uh, Joel, Tom's right. It's just not working. You're not the evil type.

Joel:
What do you mean?

Crow T. Robot:
Well, for one thing, your face is too friendly, and your eyebrows, they arc gently as opposed to jutting inward, and, well, frankly, Joel. you blush in the most adorable way.

Joel:
This is really embarassing. Oh, great, the Mads are calling.