Quote from Dick in My Mother, My Dick
Mary: Dick, you will not have a fistfight with my mother! Dick: It's okay, Mary. I'll use the open hand. Come on. Come on, Martha. Get out here. Mary: Wait a minute! Martha Albright: Oh, this is ridiculous! I'm leaving. Dick: I'm telling you, Mary, it's the only way to settle this. Martha Albright: You pissant! [kicks Dick and trips] Oh, my hip! Dick: Waiter, we'll have an ambulance for the lady, and I still haven't gotten my salad.