nodance.mp3Carol: You wanna dance?
Melvin: Well, I've been thinking about that since you brought it
oneeye.mp3Melvin: I'm afraid he might pull the stiff one eye on me.
Carol: I'm sorry..the "stiff one eye"?
personal.mp3Carol: Do you have any control over how creepy you allow
yourself to get?
Melvin: Yes I do, as a matter of fact. And to prove it, I haven't
gotten personal and you have.
pissant.mp3Simon: You miss the tough guy? Well here I am,
sweetheart! Happy to see me, you little pissant mop? How
about another ride down the chute?
reason.mp3Secretary: How do you write women so well?
Melvin: I think of a man, and then I take away reason and
selcrazy.mp3Melvin: Where did they teach you to talk like this? At some
Panama City sailor-wanna-hump-hump bar, or is this getaway
day and your last shot at his whiskey? Sell crazy someplace
else...we're all stocked up here.
sendback.mp3Carol's Mom: This isn't like stockings. This isn't a string of
pearls. You don't send this one back.
simonfag.mp3Melvin: Ah, Carol the waitress, Simon the fag.