Vagina!
That’s chicken fat, hon.
Miles Massey: Marylin, think of me for a moment, not as an attorney, but as a friend.
Marylin Rexroth: Does that mean you won’t be charging us for the hour?
Thank God, your mama died givin’ birth. If she’d have seen you, she’d have died of shame.
Heinz the Baron Krauss von Espy!
Madam, you are mistaken. I’m Assistant Cultural Attaché. The organs of State Security are not allowed to function within the borders of your country.
You want my partner to kiss your ass?
I could have you disbarred for that.
Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man.
Only a peptic ulcer to keep her warm at night.
Keep it still back there, lady, or else we’re gonna have to, ya know, to shoot ya.
Jesus, will you let me finish? Have you never been married before?
You might fool the fucks in the league office, but you don’t fool Jesus.
I received an unsatisfactory grade. In fact: F, the failing grade.
That Buford’s a sly one. Already knows his ABC’s.
And stay out of the Woolworth!
My pa always said “Never trust a Hogwallop!”
The only good thing you ever did for the gals was get hit by that train!
Correct me, but since by now the ink must be dry, I believe I have the right to collect.
You, madam, are addressing a man, who is in fact quiet… and yet, not quiet, if I may offer to you a riddle.