A call from Dr. Death

Long-time Monday Movie Quiz winner E. Yarber introduced me to a collection of answering-machine messages left by Jonathan Winters to one of his friends, and it's as funny as I've ever heard him (Winters, not E.). Each call starts with the cheery greeting of Winters' friend, J.B. Smith, and then Winters goes off on whatever morbid tangent he feels like. He rambles sometimes for minutes, and his insults are frequent, such as, "All my career, I was too smart for the room-- and, of course, you were in the room." Here's a cut where he channels Jack Kevorkian, offering to fly to his buddy's side and put him down if his prostatitis gets to be too much.