Ortega: Must do as Madame Estrella says.
Madame Estrella: Look at the beautiful, speening wheel. See how it speens!
Jerry: Her mother doesn't like anything, especialy me.
Harold: Well, if you get a job or something, she might change her mind, you know?
Jerry: A job! Be a little discreet about that, will you, Harold? Somebody's liable to hear you.
Harold: Well, you gotta do something, you know?
Jerry: Why? The world's here to be enjoyed, not to make you depressed. That's what work does, Harold, it makes you feel depressed.
Harold: So instead of being in that state of depression, why don't we head out, okay?
Jerry: Swing it!
Jerry: How's college?
Madison: You should try it sometime
Jerry: No thanks.
Jerry: The world's my college.
Madame Estrella: You dirty, filthy pig! So, I belong with the freaks, huh? I'll fix you so even the freaks won't look at you.