In its initial Broadway run, Jules Feiffer's pitch-black satire Little Murders lasted a grand total of seven performances. Likewise, Alan Arkin's big screen adaptation, his feature debut and the source of last week's quote, was a box-office flop. However, time has been extremely kind to the film, a hilariously nasty piece of work. Little Murders boasts a perfect early-seventies cast, starting Elliott Gould as the near-comatose antihero Alfred, who takes perhaps the most darkly funny subway ride ever. The ensemble also includes Gould's MASH costar Donald Sutherland as a blissed-out preacher, Arkin himself as a typically Arkinesque police detective, Marcia Rodd (who thereafter worked primarily in television) as Gould's girlfriend Patsy, and Vincent Gardenia and Elizabeth Wilson as Patsy's bizarre parents. It's Wilson who gets to deliver that last line, which only sounds like something out of Norman Rockwell. Congrats to those of you who guessed it.

I had originally intended to post the winners of our first round of Famous Last Words this week, but unfortunately we've got more contenders for the three top spots than we have Criterion gift cards to give them. So rather than continuing the round ad infinitum, I've decided to run a three-quote tiebreaker this week that will hopefully determine our winners. I've already informed the contenders who they are via e-Mail, but I'll go ahead and post their quotes here as well, in case anyone else wants to play along for fun. Here they are:

1. “That was a lot of running. I’m out of breath.”

2. “Come on, chums! Snap out of it!”

3. “We’ve been friends a long time now. I never asked a friend to do something he really couldn’t do if I knew he couldn’t do it. Have a nice day.”

Remember, if you still want to submit guesses for these quotes (even though they won't count for anything), send them to famouslastwords@nerve.com no later than 11:59 PM Eastern next Wednesday. And tune in next week, when hopefully I'll be able to post the winners.