Madame Estrella: You dirty, filthy pig! So, I belong with the freaks, huh? I'll fix you so even the freaks won't look at you.
Barker: We've got twenty beautiful girls and only ten beautiful costumes.
Ortega: Must do as Madame Estrella says.
Madame Estrella: Look at the beautiful, speening wheel. See how it speens.
Harold: I think you clouded up her crystal ball.
Madame Estrella: Clouds affect only the cloudy.
