Beverly Sutphin
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Eugene: Listen to this,
[reading from the newspaper] "Hillside Strangler gets his college degree in prison".
Beverly: That's nice, dear.
Eugene: Nice? He should have been executed!
Misty: He killed people, mom!
Beverly: We all have our bad days.
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[Beverly calls Dottie Hinkle]
Dottie Hinkle: Hello?
Beverly Sutphin: Is this the Cocksucker residence?
Dottie Hinkle: God damn you! Stop calling here!
Beverly Sutphin: Isn't this 4215 Pussy Way?
Dottie Hinkle: You bitch!
Beverly Sutphin: Now let me check the zip code. Two-one-two-fuck-you?
Dottie Hinkle: The police are tracing this call this very minute.
Beverly Sutphin: Well, Dottie Hinkle, then why aren't they here, huh, fuckface?
Dottie Hinkle: FUCK YOU!
[hangs up]
Beverly Sutphin:
[laughs manically]
[Beverly immediately calls Dottie back]
Dottie Hinkle:
Didn't I just say fuck you!?
Beverly Sutphin:
[in a different voice] I beg your pardon!
Dottie Hinkle: Who is this?
Beverly Sutphin: Mrs. Wilson from the telephone company. I understand you're having problems with an obscene phone caller?
Dottie Hinkle: Yes, I am; I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson, but this is driving me crazy! I have my number changed twice already. I'm a divorced woman, please help me.
Beverly Sutphin: Well what exactly does this sick individual say to you?
Dottie Hinkle: I can't say the words out loud, I don't use bad language.
Beverly Sutphin: Oh well, I know it's difficult, but we need to know the exact words.
Dottie Hinkle: I'll try.
Cocksucker, that's what she calls me.
Beverly Sutphin:
[reverting to the original voice] Listen to your filthy mouth, you fuckin' whore!
Dottie Hinkle:
Goddamn you!
Beverly Sutphin:
Motherfucker!
Dottie Hinkle:
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Dottie Hinkle: Nice as pie she was to me, then I hear her say it.
Detective: Say what?
Dottie Hinkle: Are those... I can't say the words out loud.
Detective: Could you tell a police woman the exact words she used?
Dottie Hinkle: Maybe.
Police woman: It's okay, nobody's gonna hurt you. Come on, let it out.
Dottie Hinkle: PUSSY! That's what she said to me!
PUSSY WILLOW!
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Chip: You know, Mom, Scotty thinks you're the killer.
Beverly:
[laughs] Does he? You know, for someone who doesn't wear his seatbelt Scotty sure is nosy.
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Chip: Tell me the truth, Mom. Really, it's okay with me. Are you a serial killer?
Beverly: Chip, the only serial I know anything about is Rice Krispies!
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Birdie: You're bigger than Freddy and Jason now! Only you're a real person!
Beverly: Do you think I need a lawyer?
Chip: You need an agent!
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Beverly: Mrs. Hinkle, do you drink?
Dottie Hinkle: No, I don't.
Beverly: So you were not drunk when you received those allegedly obscene phone calls?
Dottie Hinkle: I certainly was not.
Beverly: You mean to tell me the day I came over to Mrs. Ackerman's, the day you claim you recognized my voice, you were not drinking?
Dottie Hinkle: One beer with lunch is hardly drinking.
Beverly: So you do drink?
Dottie Hinkle: Socially. I'll have a beer.
Beverly: So you admit you just lied?
Dottie Hinkle: No I don't, you bitch!
Judge: Watch your mouth, Mrs. Hinkle.
[Beverly whispers "fuck you" to Dottie]
Dottie Hinkle: Did you see that?! She just said "fuck you" to me!
Beverly: Let the record show I'm merely standing here!
Dottie Hinkle: Fuck you too, you whore!
Judge: I'm warning you, Mrs. Hinkle. One more obscenity and I'll charge you with contempt of court.
Beverly: Mrs. Hinkle, are you insane?
Dottie Hinkle: No I'm not, you motherfucker!
Judge: Mrs. Hinkle, I found you guilty of contempt, and I sentence you to a $1,000 fine and five days in jail. Lock her up.
Dottie Hinkle: You cocksucker! You lousy pig fucker! You bitch! You ugly whore! Let go of me!
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Beverly: You can't wear white shoes after Labor Day!
Juror #8: That's not true anymore.
Beverly: Yes it is! Didn't your mother tell you?
Juror #8: No! Please! Fashion has changed!
Beverly: No, it hasn't.
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