Samuel Faulkner:
Are you sure?
Rebecca Taylor:
I'm ten days late.
Samuel Faulkner:
And there's no way you could have had it and just not noticed?
Dr. Kosevich:
If it's not one thing, it's your mother.
Rebecca Taylor:
Sam! My water broke!
Samuel Faulkner:
Well, we'll get you another one!
Dr. Kosevich:
I've got it! Nurse, call the Anesthesiologist, this woman needs an enema!
Samuel, Rebecca, Nurse:
An enema?
Dr. Kosevich:
No, uh, she needs a pedicure!
Nurse:
This ain't no goddam beauty parlor!
Dr. Kosevich:
Epitath!
Samuel Faulkner:
She's not dead, you moron!
Dr. Kosevich:
Epidermus... Uh...
Rebecca Taylor:
Epidural, asshole!
[
Samuel Faulkner sees needle and faints.]
Dr. Kosevich:
See? That is why women have the babies. Men can't take the paaai...
[
sees needle and faints]
Dr. Kosevich:
You have a girl. Unless I cut the wrong cord.
Dr. Kosevich:
[
drunk] We'll crack open another bottle just as soon as I circumcise your son!
Gail Dwyer:
Who is that, honey?
Marty:
It's, uh, my mother.
Gail Dwyer:
I thought she was dead!
Marty:
Yeah, I know, it's really weird!
Arnie:
Ah, ya cheap shit.
Marty:
What did you say?
Arnie:
Oh gee, I didn't say nothing mister, you must be hearing things. Bye bye, Arnie loves you. Ya penis-head.
Marty:
Now I heard that!
Arnie:
Heard what?
Marty:
I heard what you said!
Arnie:
I didn't say nothing... Ya fat ass pussy.
Marty:
I'm not gonna buy your damn video!
Arnie:
But the kids will love it...
Marty:
My kids will hate it because they think your show sucks!
Arnie:
[
after a long pause] Oh.
Samuel Faulkner:
Thanks anyway.
Arnie:
Oh sure, no hard feelings okay?
Marty:
Alright.
[
He and Samuel walk away]
Arnie:
Ah ya cheap shit.
Arnie:
I'll shove an "Arnie Loves You" lunchbox up your ass!
Samuel Faulkner:
Can't you give her something for the pain?
Dr. Kosevich:
You don't want natural child birth?
Samuel Faulkner:
No!
Dr. Kosevich:
Okay, uh... You want Anastasia? Drugs, yes? Okay, valium.
Samuel Faulkner:
Valium is no good for her.
Dr. Kosevich:
No, for me.
Samuel Faulkner:
NO!
Dr. Kosevich:
Okay, okay, what is wrong? OH FUCK ME! It is not working.
Gail Dwyer:
I hate you! You did this to me you miserable piece of dick-brained, horseshit slime-sucking son of a whore bitch!
Marty:
That's perfect! I got it all on film, the kids will love it!
Truman:
Are you alright, Man?
Samuel Faulkner:
Yes, I'm fine. I was just listening to what you were saying. Um, could you repeat it so I could get it down?
Truman:
You're an asshole, and my dad's a bastard!
Samuel Faulkner:
Think, you Commie bastard!
Dr. Kosevich:
Shut up, you limey prick!
Gail:
You keep this up and you're gonna die alone. Like a dog. Like a bum. Like Van Gogh.
Samuel Faulkner:
[
Lost a tennis game] Fuck! Shit! Shit!
Sean:
Sam...?
Samuel Faulkner:
FUCK!
Sean:
Okay, no more today. What happened to that British etiquette?
Marty:
You know what? I ought to come over there and kick your bony little ass if I wasn't going to have my 5 year-old daughter do it!
Truman:
My dad's an asshole.
Samuel Faulkner:
Okay. Good. Um, is that something you can maybe elaborate on for me a little?
Truman:
Okay. My dad's a giant asshole.
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