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Mr. Vader: "Do you believe in God?"
Babs Johnson: "I AM GOD!"
Babs Johnson: "I AM GOD!"
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Miss Edie: "Look, Babs. So many little eggies, and I'm still starving, and I'm going to eat them all before I go to sleepie."
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Mr. J: "Even with the hectic events of the day, Raymond Marble still finds time to satisfy his perverted urges. Watch, as he not only commits another act of indecent exposure, but adds to this social horror by making his wife wait in the car. Is there no shame?"
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Crackers: "Let's sleep in gas station lavatories this time, mama. Fuck permanent residences. It'll strengthen our filthiness."
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Connie Marble: "Oh, I love you Raymond. I love you more than anything in this whole world. I love you more than my own filthiness, more than my own hair color. Oh God, I love you more than the sound of bones breaking, the sound of death rattle - even more than the sound of my own shit do I love you, Raymond."
Raymond Marble: "And I, Connie, also love you more than anything that I could ever imagine: more than my hair color, more than the sound of babies crying, of dogs dying - even more than the thought of original sin itself. I am yours, Connie, eternally united through an invisible core of finely woven filth, that even God himself could never ever break."
Raymond Marble: "And I, Connie, also love you more than anything that I could ever imagine: more than my hair color, more than the sound of babies crying, of dogs dying - even more than the thought of original sin itself. I am yours, Connie, eternally united through an invisible core of finely woven filth, that even God himself could never ever break."
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Babs Johnson: "I'll have to change my appearance. I think I'll dye my hair another color and start dressing like a dyke."
Cotton: "Me too! I'll get a crew cut."
Cotton: "Me too! I'll get a crew cut."
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Connie Marble: "He's been... CASTRATED. His penis is GONE."
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Babs Johnson: "Give me more questions!"
Nat Curzan from "The Tattler": "Divine, are you a lesbian?"
Babs Johnson: "Yes! I have done everything!"
Nat Curzan from "The Tattler": "Divine, are you a lesbian?"
Babs Johnson: "Yes! I have done everything!"
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Miss Edie: Babs, where do eggs come from?
Babs Johnson: From little chickens, Mama. They lay them, and we eat them.
Miss Edie: But suppose someday there weren't any chickens. Would that mean there wouldn't be any eggs?
Babs Johnson: Oh, I don't think you have to worry about that, Mama.
Miss Edie: But... but is it true, Babs? lf there weren't any chickens, there wouldn't be any eggs? Is that true?
Babs Johnson: I suppose so, Mama... but there will always be chickens. You can be sure of that.
Miss Edie: But suppose someday it happens. Suppose someday there weren't any chickens. Oh, Babs, what could I possibly do? And then the eggman wouldn't have... he wouldn't have a job. It might happen, Babs. What could I do?
Babs Johnson: Now, Mama, that's just egg paranoia. I think you're being very silly. There will always be chickens. Why, there are so many chickens now... that we can eat some and let some of them live... in order to supply us with eggs. Chickens are plentiful, Mama. The world will never be without chickens. You can be sure of that.
Miss Edie: Oh, Babs... IT COULD HAPPEN! IT COULD HAPPEN!
Babs Johnson: From little chickens, Mama. They lay them, and we eat them.
Miss Edie: But suppose someday there weren't any chickens. Would that mean there wouldn't be any eggs?
Babs Johnson: Oh, I don't think you have to worry about that, Mama.
Miss Edie: But... but is it true, Babs? lf there weren't any chickens, there wouldn't be any eggs? Is that true?
Babs Johnson: I suppose so, Mama... but there will always be chickens. You can be sure of that.
Miss Edie: But suppose someday it happens. Suppose someday there weren't any chickens. Oh, Babs, what could I possibly do? And then the eggman wouldn't have... he wouldn't have a job. It might happen, Babs. What could I do?
Babs Johnson: Now, Mama, that's just egg paranoia. I think you're being very silly. There will always be chickens. Why, there are so many chickens now... that we can eat some and let some of them live... in order to supply us with eggs. Chickens are plentiful, Mama. The world will never be without chickens. You can be sure of that.
Miss Edie: Oh, Babs... IT COULD HAPPEN! IT COULD HAPPEN!
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Crackers: "Do my balls, Mama."
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Babs Johnson: "Kill everyone now! Condone first degree murder! Advocate cannibalism! Eat shit! Filth is my politics! Filth is my life!"
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Babs Johnson:
Oh my God almighty! SOmeone sent me a bowel movement!
-Babs Johnson
-Babs Johnson
