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: Oh, I love you Raymond. I love you more than anything in this whole world. I love you more than my own filthiness, more than my own hair color. Oh God, I love you more than the sound of bones breaking, the sound of death rattle - even more than the sound of my own shit do I love you, Raymond. Raymond Marble
: And I, Connie, also love you more than anything that I could ever imagine: more than my hair color, more than the sound of babies crying, of dogs dying - even more than the thought of original sind itself. I am yours, Connie, eternally united through an invisible core of finely woven filth, that even God himself could never ever break.
: Nothing but these fucking jerk-off hippies on the road today. Oh, where are their little pig girlfriends! God, I just get so tired, driving around - driving around. Channing
: Here's one up ahead Connie Marble
: PULL OVER! Raymond Marble
: Ooh, yeah she looks real good Connie Marble
: and she'll do just fine Linda
[getting in car
: Hi, wow, where'd you get this beautiful car? Raymond Marble
: At a car dealer, where did you think? Connie Marble
: Where are you going? Linda
: Oh, just downtown, anywhere near Howard Street Connie Marble
: Oh, meeting someone? Linda
: Yeah Connie Marble
: WHO? Linda
: My boyfriend and a couple of other guys, why? Raymond Marble
: Going to a gang bang or something? Linda
: What! Hey, what's with you two? Connie Marble
: We just wondered where you were planning to spread your V.D. today, that's all, hussy! Linda
: I don't think THAT'S necessary... Connie Marble
: Oh you don't, huh? Well, how'd you like to fuck my chauffer? He's got a real horse dick on him! Channing
] HEY, Connie. Linda
: Hey let me out right here, this is fine... Raymond Marble
: This isn't downtown! Connie Marble
: We're nowhere NEAR downtown, what's the matter, you afraid it ain't BIG ENOUGH for ya?
: [Connie falls off a couch
] Connie! Connie, are you alright? Connie Marble
: What happened, Raymond? What happened? Raymond Marble
: The couch, it... it rejected you! Connie Marble
: Something's wrong, Raymond! Something's terribly wrong!