Greg Quote #199

Quote from Greg in Everybody Hates Back Talk

Greg: You're a fool. Mothers do have limits. I mean, there's only so much they can take. You know, one day you just refuse to do the housework, and then the next day you wake up, and there's some Italian lady naked in your kitchen at midnight eating all your spumoni ice cream, and your dad comes out and he's, like, "Hey, just, you know, go back to bed. Forget all about it, Greg."
Chris: Well, after my dad knocks my brains out, I won't have to worry about remembering anything.

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 ‘Everybody Hates Back Talk’ Quotes

Quote from Mr. Omar

Mr. Omar: Um, I was wondering had you rented my apartment yet.
Julius: You forgot to say, "bald-headed skinflint."
Mr. Omar: Yeah. About that, I just wanted to say I'm very sorry.
Julius: Whatever. What difference is it to you whether I rented the place anyway? Won't you be dead?
Mr. Omar: Uh, no, no. Uh, turned out, there was a mistake. I got Mr. Watkins' prognosis, and he got mine.
Julius: Who is Mr. Watkins?
Mr. Omar: He's the guy that's dying instead of me. [chuckles] Yeah, misdiagnosed with a terminal condition by a doctor with a nearsighted nurse. Tragic. Tragic!

Quote from Mr. Omar

Mr. Omar: Hey, aloha, Mr. Julius.
Julius: You can't have all these people in the hallway.
Mr. Omar: What you gonna do about it? I'm dying.
Julius: Mr. Omar, these people are turning my house into a fire hazard.
Mr. Omar: Well, with all that asbestos in the walls and ceiling, you ain't got to worry about no fire. It's the asthma that's gonna kill you.
Julius: Excuse me?
Mr. Omar: You're cheap! You're a bald-headed, penny-pinching skinflint.
Julius: Watch yourself, Mr. Omar.
Mr. Omar: What's to watch?! I'm dying.

Quote from Rochelle

Chris: Mom, I didn't eat all the dinner by myself. I shouldn't have to clean it all up by myself.
Rochelle: I don't wear all the clothes, but I wash them by myself. I don't sleep in all the beds in this house, but I make them up by myself. I don't pee in all of the toilets in this house by myself...!
Chris: Mom, Drew and Tonya sitting right there doing nothing. Why can't they help?
Rochelle: Because I told you to do it. Now I don't want to hear no more back talk. Now clean this mess up.
Chris: No. I'm not gonna do it.
Rochelle: Lord, please help me before I knock this boy's neck off. Eight, nine, t- ten!
Adult Chris: [v.o.] I wouldn't see a woman that perplexed again until Palin found out her daughter was knocked up.
Rochelle: Now are you gonna clean up this table or do I need to tell your father?