Quote from John Allen Hill in Feelings... Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
John: Carla, could you please do me a small favor? Carla: Yes, John. John: Could you work yourself behind this machinery and unplug my life-support system so that I can leave this life and this agonizing conversation behind? Carla: Oh, like it was fun for me, zit face! John: Sasquatch. Carla: Road kill. John: Catcher's mitt. Carla: Pond scum. John: Phlegm face. Carla: See you in eight weeks? John: Make it four. Carla: Make it two. John: Pull the curtain.