Solomon: Do you love me? Cassiday: Yes. Solomon: Do you think I'm attractive? Cassiday: No. You look fine just the way you are - skinny.
Tummler: Know what I'm doing tomorrow? Solomon: What? Tummler: Going to an insane asylum. Solomon: Insane asylum? Tummler: Gonna get me a raving beauty.
Solomon: Is she dead? Tummler: She's alive on that machine.