Dick Quote #1621
Quote from Dick in My Mother, My Dick
Mary: I went to the hospital to pick her up and they said her son came and got her. Now, I know it can't be my brother Roy, she has a restraining order out on him.
Dick: No, Mary, it was me.
Mary: Well... I'm here to get her.
Dick: Why? So you can take care of her in some sort of perfunctory manner?
Mary: Well, yeah.
Dick: Martha deserves more than that. She shed some new light on your past, Mary. You were quite the rebellious little tart.
Mary: Dick, you have no idea what it was like living with a mother like that.
Dick: And you don't know how lucky you are to have a mother. [Mary gasps] Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I hear Mother calling.
Mary: I didn't hear anything.
Dick: That's because you're listening with your ears... and not your heart.
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‘My Mother, My Dick’ Quotes
Quote from Dick
Dick: Why don't you tell your mother how you feel?
Mary: Oh, I can't. How can you tell your mother she's a terrible mother?
Martha Albright: [returns] This is a perfectly lovely restaurant you picked out, Mary Margaret. Thank you. Nice woman in the ladies room gave me this comb. There you go. Put it to good use.
Dick: So, Mary, first a toast to Martha. You are a terrible mother!
Martha Albright: What was that?
Dick: I'm sorry, that didn't come out quite right. To Martha, the worst mother in all the world.
Mary: Dick!
Dick: It's okay, I found a way to tell her. [silently] The toast.
Martha Albright: How dare you? I mean, really. How dare you? If this drink wasn't so bloody good, I'd toss it in your face.
Dick: Well, bring it on!
Quote from Mary
Dick: So, Martha, how are you enjoying your visit with our Mary?
Martha Albright: It's terrif. Quite a hostess, my little Mary Margaret.
Mary: Thank you, Mother.
Martha Albright: It's not every day you get to sleep on a mildewed metal cot.
Mary: I did offer you my bed.
Martha Albright: I know, I know, but it just didn't seem right. Little bit too much history there. Pumpkin, don't lean over your plate. This is a restaurant. You're not in a federal prison.
Mary: I could be. Real soon.
Martha Albright: Would you two excuse me for a minute? I'll be right back. Those Cape Cods go right through you.
Quote from Dick
Mary: I am in hell!
Dick: Oh, my poor Mary, I can't stand to see you like this, all miserable and freckled with breadcrumbs.
Mary: Oh. I dread these visits. It's psychological torture. I mean, this is the reason I was fat when I was a child. Food was my only friend.
Dick: Well, it's good to see you two have stayed in touch.