Uncle Peter: Grow up, Arthur. You'll make a fine adult. Arthur: Yeah, that's easy for you to say. You haven't got 50 pairs of short pants hanging in your closet.
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Hobson: Thank you for a memorable afternoon, usually one must go to a bowling alley to meet a woman of your stature.
Arthur: You're a hooker? Jesus, I forgot! I just thought I was doing GREAT with you!
Arthur: I race cars, play tennis, and fondle women, BUT! I have weekends off, and I am my own boss.
Hobson: If I begin to die, please take this off my head. This is not the way I wish to be remembered.
Hobson: If you and your undershirt will walk two paces backwards, I could enter this dwelling.
Arthur: This must be awfully embarrassing for you.
Arthur: Everyone who drinks is not a poet. Maybe some of us drink because we're not poets.
Arthur: It's terribly small, tiny little country. Rhode Island could beat the crap out of it in a war. THAT'S how small it is.
Arthur: Isn't this fun? Isn't fun the best thing to have? Don't you wish you were me? I know I do.
Arthur: They recently had the whole country carpeted. This is *not* a big place.
Linda: Nice place... I love a living room you can land a plane in.
Arthur: Do you have any objection to naming a child Vladimir? Even a girl?
Linda: Wouldn't it be funny if *he* called me?
Arthur: Are you sure you want to be a nightclub comic?
Arthur: Girls, girls, girls! Hello girls!
Arthur: All I can tell you is, I wish I had a dime for every dime I had.
Hobson: Here, read this magazine. There are many pictures.
Hobson: Thank you for a memorable afternoon, usually one must go to a bowling alley to meet a woman of your stature.
Arthur: You're a hooker? Jesus, I forgot! I just thought I was doing GREAT with you!
Arthur: I race cars, play tennis, and fondle women, BUT! I have weekends off, and I am my own boss.
Arthur: This must be awfully embarrassing for you.
Arthur: Everyone who drinks is not a poet. Maybe some of us drink because we're not poets.
Hobson: If you and your undershirt will walk two paces backwards, I could enter this dwelling.
Arthur: It's terribly small, tiny little country. Rhode Island could beat the crap out of it in a war. THAT'S how small it is.
Arthur: Isn't this fun? Isn't fun the best thing to have? Don't you wish you were me? I know I do.
Linda: Nice place... I love a living room you can land a plane in.
Hobson: How revolting!
Arthur: They recently had the whole country carpeted. This is *not* a big place.
Arthur: Do you have any objection to naming a child Vladimir? Even a girl?
Linda: Wouldn't it be funny if *he* called me?
Hobson: If I begin to die, please take this off my head. This is not the way I wish to be remembered.
Arthur: Hobson? Hobson: Yes. Arthur: Do you know what I'm going to do? Hobson: No, I don't. Arthur: I'm going to take a bath. Hobson: I'll alert the media. Arthur: Do you want to run my bath for me? Hobson: That's what I live for. Hobson: Perhaps you would like me to come in there and wash your dick for you, you little shit.
Susan: A real woman could stop you from drinking. Arthur: It'd have to be a real BIG woman.
Burt Johnson: I don't drink because drinking affects your decision-making. Arthur: You may be right. I can't decide.
Perry's Wife: MY HUSBAND HAS A GUN! Arthur: I'm sure he does, madam. For all I know, he shot it while you screamed.
Ralph: I take it this bum will be calling you? Linda: Dad! He's a millionaire. Ralph: You have my permission to marry him.
Gloria: What's so funny now? Arthur: Sometimes I just think funny things.
Burt Johnson: Hello, Arthur. Arthur: Hello, Mr. Johnson. Burt Johnson: I haven't seen much of you lately. Arthur: Well, the reason you haven't seen much of me is because I, I normally pick Susan up at her apartment in town. And you live here. Want a drink? Burt Johnson: I never drink. No one in my family ever drinks. Arthur: That's great! You probably never run out of ice your whole life!
Gloria: My mother died when I was six. Arthur: Son of a bitch! Don't they know what they do to kids? Gloria: My father raped me when I was twelve. Arthur: So, you had six relatively good years? I'm sorry. Listen, my father screwed me, too.
Arthur: I hate it here! Hobson: Of course you hate it. People work here.
Susan: Arthur, will you take my hand? Arthur: That would leave you with one!
Executive: He gets all that money. Pays his family back by... by... by bein' a stinkin' drunk. It's enough ta make ya sick. Hobson: I really wouldn't know, sir. I'm just a servant. Executive: Yeah. Hobson: On the other hand, go screw yourself.
Ralph: Here's your tea. Hobson: I despise tea. Now, would you go to the bathroom and bring me two aspirin? You'll find them on the top shelf to the left, behind the untouched shaving cream. Linda: That sounds bad. Have you seen a doctor? Hobson: Yes. And he has seen me. Linda: You know, I think Arthur has a very good friend. May I kiss you on the cheek? Hobson: Is it something you feel strongly about? Linda: Yes. Linda: What about your aspirins? Hobson: The aspirins are for you, my dear.
Arthur: Hobson, did you see that? Hobson: Yes. Arthur: She stole that tie! It's the perfect crime; girls don't wear ties! Although some do; it's not a perfect crime, but it's a good crime. Hobson: Yes; if she murdered the ties it would be the perfect crime. Why are you so happy about all this?
Arthur: Do you want anything? Hobson: I want to be younger. Arthur: Sorry, it's your job to be older.
Arthur: God, isn't life wonderful, Hobson? Hobson: Yes, Arthur, it is. Do your armpits. Arthur: A hot bath is wonderful... Girls are WONDERFUL! Hobson: Yes, imagine how wonderful a girl who bathes would be. Get dressed.
Arthur: I just told Linda I was getting engaged. Hobson: I don't know why; a little tart like that could save you a fortune in prostitutes.
Gloria: So, how rich are you? Arthur: Let's put it this way, I wish I had a dime for every dime I have.
Uncle Peter: Grow up, Arthur. You'll make a fine adult. Arthur: Yeah, that's easy for you to say. You haven't got 50 pairs of short pants hanging in your closet.
