Eric Bates: Fancy?
Fancy Bates: What?
Eric Bates: What did your boobs look like before?
U.S. Bates: I only get Eric for a week each year.
Jack Brown: Then you should get better lawyers, you shouldn't have to have him that long.
U.S. Bates: It just so happens I love him.
Jack Brown: Frankly, Scarlet, I don't give a damn.
O'Brien: Eric Bates will delighted to meet you! The gentleman would be too, his name is Jack Brown. Jack! Master Bates.
Jack Brown: HA HA! mast.
Eric Bates: What do you do with... your thing?
Jack Brown: Is this a hypothetical question or is there a lady involved?
Eric Bates: Hang on, I got the key.
Jack Brown: You got the key? Why didn't you say so?
Eric Bates: You didn't ask me.
Fräulein: I'm gonna tell your father.
Jack Brown: Does everybody around here say that?
Eric Bates: Yeah.
Jack Brown: Well I'm not gonna say it anymore.
Jack Brown: I'm writing a book. Writing a book is a job.
Stanley: No, writing a book is a copout.
Answer: "Up yours, you mother!"
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