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Fred "Weasel" Podowski: How's your back, baby? Krug Stillo: Piss your pants!
Phyllis Stone: What?
Krug Stillo: I said "Piss your pants"!
Phyllis Stone: You sick mother! Mari: Junior, do you have a girlfriend?
Junior Stillo: Oh yeah, I got lots of girlfriends just waiting to get me!
Mari: I don't think you do.
Junior Stillo: Well you're right. Krug Stillo: Listen to daddy. I want you to take the gun, and I want you to put it in your mouth, and I want you to turn around and blow your brains out. Blow your brains out, BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT! Krug Stillo: Listen to daddy. I want you to take the gun, and I want you to put it in your mouth, and I want you to turn around and blow your brains out. Blow your brains out, BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT! Krug Stillo: You must think we're stupid right? No, we're not stupid. We might be horny old pigs, but, we ain't stupid. It rests on 13 acres of earth over the very center of hell...! Junior: I gotta have a fix! Krug Stillo: Why don't you lay back and enjoy being inferior? Fred "Weasel" Podowski: How'd we get into the sex crime business anyway? My brother, Saul, a plumber, makes twice as much money as I do and gets three weeks vacation too. Mari: The leaves are really beautiful.
Phyllis Stone: Yup, their really starting to change, I guess winters comin' on!
Mari: Yup, Hey! I changed this winter!
Phyllis Stone: What do you mean you changed?
Mari: I mean my breast filled out!
[Phyllis laughs]
Mari: I mean they were nothing last summer!
Phyllis Stone: I didn't know you last summer!
Mari: Well, they have!
Phyllis Stone: Well, congratulations! Sheriff: How'd you like me to put my boot up your ass... sideways? Fred "Weasel" Podowski: I wonder what the meanest, foulest, rottenest, woodsiest sex crime ever was? Hey, Krug, what do you think the sex crime of the century was? Sadie: You Male Shovinist Dog!
Weasel: Pig, Sadie.
Sadie: What?
Weasel: You Male Shovinist Pig.
Sadie: Ok, You Male Shovinist Pig! Fred "Weasel" Podowski: Hey! You Guys Ain't Cows Is Ya? Little Cows Looking For Some Grass...Come On Let Me Here You Moo! MOO! Fred "Weasel" Podowski: How'd we get into the sex crime business anyway? My brother, Saul, a plumber, makes twice as much money as I do and gets three weeks vacation too.
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