Dennis: Margaret, you like sweat, don’t you. Margaret—it is Margaret, isn’t it? Of course it is. You know, your eyebrow drives me crazy. It’s so thick, i’ts so dark, so very…connected. You’re a stone cold fox, Margaret. You’re a stone cold fox, and I want you. I gotta have you—I need you. I want you inside me. But you know that, don’t you, Margaret?
Dee: You’ve been really stressed so I thought I’d take you to a spa day. Just the two of us.
Charlie: A what day?
Dee: Spa day.
Charlie: What is this word, spa? I feel like you’re starting to a say a word and you’re not finishing it. Spaghetti? Are you taking me to a spaghetti day?
Mac: We have to be very careful how we do the rape scene.
Charlie: What in God’s name are you talking about? There is NO rape scene.
Mac: Well sure, I pay the toll troll and then I rape Dennis.
Charlie: NO! You do not RAPE him, you BECOME him.
Mac: What if I were to position myself behind him, and Frank can throw that blanket over us. And that way you can’t see the penetration.
Dennis: That’s right, because then the blanket will make the raping, I’m sorry- the sexing-from-behind, look more classy.
Dee: Your mom doesn’t know dick. She’s a dumb, fat cow. And your sister, she is a little sh*t-mouthed bitch, isn’t she?
Girl: You just said a lot of bad words….
Charlie: I’ll tell you what: I’ll take him down to the locker room , I’ll lather him up, I’ll strip off these silly ass clothes off him and I’ll clean him sparkling clean- brand new kid for you.
Principal: ….no…no…no please DON’T bathe the students.
Charlie: You’re right. He’s a big man, he can bathe himself…alright he’s bathing himself and I’m watching.