Divine: Connie Marble, you stand convicted of assholeism! Your proper punishment will now take place. Look pretty for the picture, Connie.
Crackers: A turd, Mama, a turd.
Cotton: Who could've sent this?
Miss Edie: Ahhh. A turd? Oh, a turd! Oh, Babs.
Babs Johnson: This is a direct attack on my divinity.
Babs Johnson: I'll have to change my appearance. I think I'll dye my hair another color and start dressing like a dyke.
Cotton: Me too! I'll get a crew cut.
Nat Curzan from "The Tattler": And Cotton... I notice a smile on your lips. Does murder make you happy?
Cotton: Murder merely relieves tension, Mr. Curzan. For murder to bring happiness, one must already be happy and I am - completely at peace with myself, totally happy.