You look great. That's a nice cut.

Okay, so there's a guy getting proposed to so... Won't you be good to me

Buy yourself a new suit, Marlowe.

Pale, black suit.

My suit.

My suit....

It is a pretty Nice suit.

Is that Dad's suit?

He's a suit. No.

I need a new suit.

I needed a new suit anyway.

Crazy monkey! You creased my suit.

These aren't pajamas! This is a warmup suit.

He said to me something that just went completely over my head.

Change into your suit.

You have no jacket. Come on, man.

Oh man, you can have your suit back.

One black suit jacket.

So what do you think of this suit, huh? Elegant?

Do you remember that suede outfit that I wore?

You can take two suits, that's it.

Thanks for the suit

Men's suits.

And I mean that in its fullest sense of the word.

Don't you have a suit or something?

Do you have a blue suit?

This is a radiation suit.

My hair is nice, my face is nice, my suit is nice.

Looks good on you.

Get dressed.

Is that my suit?

Take Chatur's suit instead

Who would want to wear an onfire suit?

And, Adam, don't you have a suit?

Nice to see you back in form.

He was CIA, some dorky little spook in a suit and tie.

Don't touch my suit

I'm rebooting Rhodey's suit.

I saw chains of jellyfish called siphonophores that were longer than this room, pumping out so much light that I could read the dials and gauges inside the suit without a flashlight and puffs and billows of what looked like luminous blue smoke and explosions of sparks that would swirl up out of the thrusters just like when you throw a log on a campfire and the embers swirl up off the campfire, but these were icy, blue embers.

Well, don't let the suit throw you.

You want it? Take it!

That fancy suit you've been parading around in these past couple years, that there's a hanging suit.

My suit is gray.

My suit is grey.

I had clubs before, spades.