Milton Hackett:
Looks like somebody lost their laundry.
Lenora Frigid:
Hello Cry-Baby. You've scorched me, man.
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker:
Later, Lenora.
Lenora Frigid:
But Cry-baby, I need a date for tonight's Jukebox Jamboree.
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker:
Well, I'm solo, sugar.
Lenora Frigid:
[offering to show her breasts]
Wanna see these gunboats? I give, Cry-baby. I give bare second on the first date.
Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker:
Use your mentality and cool down!
Wanda:
Yeah, Lenora, your bosoms ain't nothin'!
Hatchet-Face:
Better watch it, bozo! You might catch a cold!
Pepper:
My brother wouldn't touch your titties with a ten-foot pole. He likes his women bad, Lenora, not cheap!
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