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: Explain this away, darling!
] Donovan Donaly
] I'm just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told.
: Donovan, is everything alright? Donovan Donaly
: The production meeting was put off. Who's here? Bonnie Donaly
: Here? Donovan Donaly
: Hmm... Who owns that piece-of-shit van out there? Bonnie Donaly
: Oh! It's just a guy. You know... going door to door. Selling... pool cleaner. Donovan Donaly
: So why'd he lock himself in the den? Bonnie Donaly
: Well, he... Oh, God. Remember my friend Ollie? Donovan Donaly
: Ollie Olerud? Short, cretinous wanker? Oh! Ollie's in there? Bonnie Donaly
: Yes. Donovan Donaly
: I see. Well, I'm glad he finally got himself a job. I'd always picked him as some sort of dead beat, but... happy to be proved wrong. So he's selling pool cleaner now? Well... this is the neighbourhood for that. Just door to door, running low on chlorine. That kind of thing. It's quite a coincidence him just dropping by and you two knowing each other so well. Bonnie Donaly
: Donovan, please. Let's just all talk. I mean, I think... Ollie Olerud
: How you doin', Donovan? How you doin', man? Donovan Donaly
: G'day, Ollie. I'm great. You? Ollie Olerud
: I can't complain man. Donovan Donaly
: Excellent. Well, let's get right down to it, then, shall we? We'll take a couple of vacuum hoses. We probably need a new filter round about now. Maybe... Wait a minute, darling. Do we actually have a swimming pool?
: Bitch! That's my Daytime Television Lifetime Achievement Award! Bonnie Donaly
: Cheesy bastard! Donovan Donaly
: You whore!
: That's my jag. That's my jag. That's my bloody Jag! You bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bye, bye baby!
: Mr. Donaly? Excuse me. You are Donovan Donaly? Donovan Donaly
: I'm in a meeting.