Meet the Feebles1989

Madame Udder:
Oh, no! No, no. No, help, somebody! No, no!

Masked Masochist:
Take that, you b*tch!

Madame Udder:
I beg you, please, no, stop it!

Masked Masochist:
Call me "Sir", slut!

Madame Udder:
Ow!

Robert:
Weave hew awone! You wottew! Awe you aww wight, madam?

Trevor:
Cut!

Madame Udder:
Jesus Christ!

Trevor:
You have a nasty habit of sticking your nose in where it's not wanted.

Robert:
I'm sowwy.

Trevor:
You ruined my take, kid. I never do two takes!

Robert:
I didn't know it was a fiwm.

Madame Udder:
Hurry it up, I'm freezing!

Robert:
I'm sowwy for intewwupting. I won't distuwb you any wongew.

Trevor:
We'll skip the whipping. Let's move on to the blowj*b. Where's the Masked Masochist? Oh, Christ, that's all I need! He's carked! Didn't you realize you were sitting on his face?

Madame Udder:
I felt a bit uncomfortable, but I thought it was my hemorrhoids.

Trevor:
What the hell? Maybe I can sell it as a snuff movie.

Madame Udder:
Well, you'll have to find a substitute. I don't do self abuse.

Trevor:
No worries, Daisy. I know just the guy.