Thomas: She isn't my wife, really. We just have some kids. No, no kids, not even kids. Sometimes, though, it feels as if we had kids. She isn't beautiful, she's... easy to live with. No, she isn't. That's why I don't live with her.
The Blonde: Couldn't you give us just a couple of minutes?
Thomas: Couple of minutes? I haven't even got a couple of minutes to have my appendix out.
Thomas: I wish I had tons of money... Then I'd be free.
Thomas: What do they call you in bed?
Thomas: Don't let's spoil everything, we've only just met.
Jane: No, we haven't met. You've never seen me.
Thomas: I want you to see the corpse. We've got to get a shot of it.
Ron: I'm not a photographer.
Thomas: I am!
Patricia: I wonder why they shot him.
Thomas: I didn't ask.
Thomas: Someone's been killed. I want you to see the corpse.
