Georgia King:
What on earth was he thinking of?
Emma Rae:
Prob'ly the same thing he was thinkin' with.
[
Emma Rae knees Eddie in the groin]
Emma Rae:
Grace, the lying cheating sack of shit is here.
Eddie Bichon:
[
on the floor] Can't... breathe...
Grace:
Oh, my God. Emma Rae, what did you do?
Emma Rae:
Well, you said to keep him busy. He's busy holding his nuts.
Grace:
Oh, my God. Eddie, are you all right?
Eddie Bichon:
No!
Grace:
Help me get him up.
Eddie Bichon:
No! You stay the hell over there!
Emma Rae:
Don't worry. I wouldn't walk that far to help you up.
Grace:
My God, Emma Rae. What is the matter with you?
Emma Rae:
Consider it a blow for your dignity.
Grace:
What is dignified about kicking somebody in the balls?
Emma Rae:
Well, I feel better.
Eddie Bichon:
Em, Emma Rae.
Emma Rae:
Are you addressing me?
Eddie Bichon:
Yes.
Emma Rae:
Well lick it, put a stamp on it, and mail it to someone who gives a shit.
Wyly King:
I may have fooled around a little bit, but I've never cheated.
Eddie Bichon:
If you didn't want to get married why did you?
Grace:
Why'd you ask me?
Eddie Bichon:
Why'd I ask you?
Grace:
Yeah, you're the one who hasn't even stopped dating yet!
Grace:
Emma Rae, I have a cookbook to put out, and a daughter to raise, and the God damn winter Grand Prix. And I just don't have time for the nervous breakdown I deserve, so please, don't ask me to stop and think!
Grace:
Oh don't you lay that on me! I have orgasms everyday I've just gotten so use to having them when you're not in the room.
Eddie Bichon:
Well that's just GREAT!
Emma Rae:
I've got to see a horse about a man.
Grace:
Daddy, I'm sorry.
Wyly King:
Don't be.
Grace:
I'm not.
Wyly King:
You know you were lucky to get her the first time.
Eddie Bichon:
It was a damn miracle.
Wyly King:
Son, I guess you're right. I don't know my ass from Bakersfield. Or is it shit from Shinola?
Jamie Johnson:
Either way.
Grace:
Yeah, I just want to ask how many people here has NOT had sex with my husband?
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