Quote from Erin in The Concert
Rita: Pop music isn't really my thing, truth be told. It's all so fucking soulless. Nah. I'm a classical head, all the way, but I've been banned from trading at Glyndebourne ever since I absolutely battered that Pavarotti fan. And when I say I battered, I mean intellectually, like. I did kick the shit out of him as well! Pavo's La Boheme is very muscular, but for purity of tone you simply cannot fault Bocelli. I mean, listen to that, girls. Pass us a can there. Erin: A can of? Rita: Beer. Erin: I see. Alcoholic beer. Rita: Oh, yeah, that's fucking beautiful. Erin: While driving. OK. Fine. Good. Rita: I mean, what a fucking instrument! Glorious! Erin: Any idea what the speed limit is around here? Clare: [holding t-shirt] "Robie"!? Rita: Close your eyes, girls, and soak it up! Erin: Sure. Of course. But maybe you could soak it up with your eyes open and, you know, on the road?