Man's Castle

Trina:
Even birds can't fly all the time.

Bill:
You're a heck of a looking woman for a guy like me.

Trina:
Mmhmm. I don't know if this is going to be a very good stew.

Bill:
Look at you. Skinny as a rail.

Trina:
Yessir, that's just what I did, I put those potatoes in too soon.

Bill:
Who wants to grab hold of a load of bones. That's what you are, bones. You know that, don't you?

Trina:
Yeah, but I'm young kind of.

Bill:
That don't make no difference.

Trina:
Maybe it does. Maybe I'll sort of fill out after.

Bill:
Nah, nah. You'll never look like a woman. You haven't got it in you to look like a woman.

Trina:
What difference does it make as long as you're good to me?

Bill:
I ain't good to you! Don't get that idea in your nut.

Bill:
Little ol' Whose-its.

Flossie:
[holding a gun] You ain't gonna squawk. . .for the simple reason, stiffs don't squawk.

Bragg:
Flossie, don't point that at me. You're drunk.

Flossie:
If somebody was to search the whole country. . .the whole world, they couldn't find two more useless, more no-good people than you and me.

Bragg:
You wouldn't commit murder?

Flossie:
Oh, this ain't murder. . . .This is just housecleanin'. Now now, Bragg, stop your shakin'. It won't hurt; you'll be where you belong. And, me. . .

Bragg:
Flossie! [she pulls the trigger]

Bill:
No female has to starve in a town like this.

Trina:
Have you ever been out of work for a whole year?

Bill:
I been outta work all my life. Besides, the unemployment situation's got nothin' to with women. Didja ever think of that?

Trina:
Yeah, I thought of it.

Bill:
Well?

Trina:
[looking down] I couldn't.

Bill:
Oh, I s'pose the river would be better than that.

Trina:
Yeah, I thought of that, too.