Sarah Morton:
Awards are like hemorrhoids. Sooner or later every asshole gets one.
Julie:
I'm so tired!
Sarah Morton:
Not surprised. It's tiring to kill a man.
Sarah Morton:
I pity your mother.
Julie:
You pity her? Why?
Sarah Morton:
Well, I imagine having a daughter who comes home with a different man every night must be difficult for a mother.
Julie:
Well, you imagine wrong. You know what? You're just a frustrated Englishwoman who writes about dirty things but never does them. You can shove your uptight morals up your ass!
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