Eddie:
God, I hate Morgan Fairchild.
Patsy:
I hate Jane bloody Fonda.
Eddie:
I hope all their old skin comes back to haunt them.
Patsy:
I bought that bloody woman's tapes. I paid for those plastic domes on her chest. I want them when she dies.
Eddie:
You know, there must be a moment, about a week after death, when all those women finally achieve the figure they desire.
Patsy:
Skeleton thin with plastic bumps.
Eddie:
The flesh will rot away, but the bumps will still be there. Little coffins full of bones and bumps.