September 21, 2014 | 0 Comments
Libby [to Virginia]: Oh we’re wearing the same color you and I. Do you think it’ll look like a uniform? Like what all of Bill Masters’…
Libby [to Virginia]: Oh we’re wearing the same color you and I. Do you think it’ll look like a uniform? Like what all of Bill Masters’…
Bill [to Libby]: I’m sure they’ll just want you to tell them I don’t touch myself at the dinner table or wire you up to the machines when…
Flo: For a guy who dips his wick as much as you, you don’t really get women at all.
Betty: Don’t get your knickers in a knot. They’re way more interested in nookie than in a bookie.
Barbara: Some things no doctor can cure no matter how good he is, right? He can’t operate on a soul, only God can do that.
Bill [to Virginia]: I’m broken and you’re the one, you’re the only one who can fix me.
Bill: I’m not interested in the explanation, I’m interested in the cure.
Betty: Either it’s tenants who aren’t so fancy schmancy but pay the rent of you’re gonna be doing pelvic exams with a miner’s lamp.
Bill: Babies are my stock and trade so let’s focus on that, shall we?
Bill: Past is past. You can’t change it, you can poke at it and prod it but you cannot change it. So you move on, do your best.