Something to Talk About

Georgia King:
What on earth was he thinking of?

Emma Rae:
Prob'ly the same thing he was thinkin' with.

Grace:
Emma Rae, what did you do to him?

Emma Rae:
You told me to keep him busy. He's busy holding his nuts.

Grace:
What is the matter with you?

Emma Rae:
Consider it a blow for your dignity.

Grace:
What is dignified about kicking somebody in the balls?

Emma Rae:
Well... I feel better.

Eddie Bichon:
Em, Emma Rae.

Emma Rae:
Are you addressing me?

Eddie Bichon:
Yes.

Emma Rae:
Well lick it, put a stamp on it, and mail it to someone who gives a sh*t.

Wyly King:
I may have fooled around a little bit, but I've never cheated.

Eddie Bichon:
If you didn't want to get married why did you?

Grace:
Why'd you ask me?

Eddie Bichon:
Why'd I ask you?

Grace:
Yeah, you're the one who hasn't even stopped dating yet!

Grace:
Emma Rae, I have a cookbook to put out, and a daughter to raise, and the God damn winter Grand Prix. And I just don't have time for the nervous breakdown I deserve, so please, don't ask me to stop and think!

Grace:
Oh don't you lay that on me! I have orgasms everyday I've just gotten so use to having them when you're not in the room.

Eddie Bichon:
Well that's just GREAT!

Emma Rae:
I've got to see a horse about a man.

Grace:
Daddy, I'm sorry.

Wyly King:
Don't be.

Grace:
I'm not.

Wyly King:
You know you were lucky to get her the first time.

Eddie Bichon:
It was a damn miracle.