mes Earl: [over the phone] Detective Harry Ball? tective Harry Ball: Who the hell is this? mes Earl: Just call me "Deep Throat" tective Harry Ball: You expect me to swallow that?
tective Harry Ball: You have the right to shut up. Anything you say, can and will piss me off! If you can't afford a shyster attorney, we will assign you an overworked loser, who doesn't give a shit and will screw up your case anyway. Now, do you understand your rights? rt Merchant: Yeah, I understand. This is a total frameup. Speaking of rights, where's your warrant anyway? tective Harry Ball: Huh? What? tective Harry Ball: [checking pockets and finding nothing] Shit!
rt Merchant: Un-believable! lly So Tightly: What is? rt Merchant: You've humped half of my record collection.
rt Merchant: I knew it all along. But why? Huh? Why? lly So Tightly: Why do you think? Johnny, Eric, Bart... they didn't love me. All they wanted was sex! rt Merchant: You're a fucking porn star. What the hell do you expect?
