Roseanne1988

Roseanne:
[after explaining about their nudity] Well, we don't want to offend you or anything. It's just that we think that the side of you might be wrecking our son.

Irene Cornelli:
Oh, really? And how's that?

Roseanne:
Well, uh, no offense, you know... uh... But look at you!

Irene Cornelli:
[furiously] Well, no offense, but look at YOU, and you have CLOTHES on!

Skip Cornelli:
It isn't our nudity; it's our age, isn't it? Perhaps if we were younger and more attractive, we wouldn't be having this talk.

Roseanne:
[sarcastically] Well, yeah, probably not for a couple more weeks.

Skip Cornelli:
I feel sorry for you people. Nudity is our chosen lifestyle - but you can't help yourselves! You're compulsive, sick perverts!

Roseanne:
Well, it's not that easy not to look!

Irene Cornelli:
Well, I certainly think WE could manage.

Roseanne:
Oh, yeah?

[rips open her blouse shocking them in disgust]

Roseanne:
What color are my eyes?

Irene Cornelli:
OH, MY GOD!

Skip Cornelli:
Come on, dear!

[Skip and Irene head to the door and get their coats]

Skip Cornelli:
[angrily] We're going to plant that hedge, believe me - and we'll tell all your neighbors just what kind of people you are!

[they leave]

Roseanne:
Well, it's too late! They already know!