Dick: He thinks you're not good enough for me.
Mary: Oh, I don't think he meant that. Did you, Stone?
Big Giant Head: Mary, I think you're a perfectly good girlfriend... for, say, the beer delivery guy.
Mary: Oh, Stone. [laughs] Oh, that reminds me of something that Nietzche once said. What was it? Um du bist ein esel.
Big Giant Head: What?
Mary: You're an ass!