Phil Philips: I never knocked a guy out with his own balls before. (00:26:05)
Connie Edwards: Holy shit cakes. (00:25:55)
Connie Edwards: Yeah! I unsew your mother, and made a jacket out of her. (00:11:35)
Phil Phillips: What are you, fucking Houdini now?
Connie Edwards: Maybe I am Houdini!
Phil Phillips: I'd like to see you disappear. (00:21:35)
Phil Phillips: Listen, um. Do you keep a record of which customers bought what magazines?
Vinny: Yeah of course, Phil. We're fully NSA compliant. (00:08:05)
Connie Edwards: Well if the shoe fits.
Phil Phillips: Fuck you.
Connie Edwards: Yeah? Fuck you too.
Phil Phillips: Fuck you more. (00:12:45)
Connie Edwards: You better get checked 'cause that shit tasted like salt. (00:44:25)
Sandra: He's a blue loser puppet with a tiny felt cock.
Dominatrix Dalmatian: I will pee on you like you a hydrant! (00:09:25)
Sandra: Clean up on aisle Phil. (00:37:35)