S.O.B.

Sally Miles:
I am going to show my boobies. Are you here to see my boobies?

Agnes:
I mean, how erotic do you really want to go?

Felix Farmer:
Go, go, E-R-O-T-I-C! GO! GO!

Agnes:
Sally Miles, America's G-rated darling, in the B-U-F-F?

Felix Farmer:
Why not?

Agnes:
Ohhhh, Felix darling, some of her fans still don't think she goes to the bathroom!

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Come to think of it, why should I give you a vitamin shot? I'm the one with the hangover. B-12, B-Complex, Crude Liver, and a generous jolt of adrenal cortex. Chased by a Bloody Mary. L'chaim! Now Lila, in order to inject this properly I have to expose my gluteus maximus.

Lila:
Want me to do it for ya?

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Are you perchance a nurse?

Lila:
No, but I used to be a junkie.

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Would it endanger your amateur standing if I asked you to use a sterilized needle?

Lila:
You're the doctor.

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Oh, that's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all week.

Tim Culley:
You stay in the car.

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Who stay in the car?

Tim Culley:
Him. Stay in the car.

Ben Coogan:
I don't wanna stay in the car.

Tim Culley:
Look, we've got to be sly and stealthy, and you're too pissed.

Ben Coogan:
Bullshit, I can be just as sty and slealthy as you can.

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
Hello Polly.

Polly Reed:
Irving!

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
You look like an anemic turtle.

Polly Reed:
You're gonna let that SHYSTER on?

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
I could sue you for calling me that, Polly! A shyster is a disreputable lawyer. I'M a QUACK!

Tim Culley:
It's been my experience that every time I think I know "where it's at," it's really somewhere else.

Polly Reed:
You'll do more than just see, missy! You'll do! See?

Dr. Irving Finegarten:
If he starts to levitate, don't panic; it's just a side-effect.