Axl Quote #992
Quote from Axl in A Tough Pill to Swallow
Axl: Watch the leg.
Hutch: Oh, is that your scooterin' leg?
Axl: Hey, I didn't even get to see April that day, so I hope you're happy, butthead! [whistle blows]
Hutch: "Butthead"?! You're the butthead! You left me in the middle of Orson!
Axl: And you tore up the 'Bago!
Hutch: I tore it up 'cause you're rude! You got no consideration for anybody but yourself! [whistle blows]
Axl: You're just jealous.
Hutch: "Jealous"? Why would I be jealous?
Axl: 'Cause I got a girl with lake eyes and you don't. [whistle blows] [grunts]
Hutch: Dude, you just don't get it!
Axl: You don't want to see me happy! Why do you hate love?!
Hutch: You think I hate love? I love love! I love seeing you in love. It's beautiful, man! [whistle blows]
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‘A Tough Pill to Swallow’ Quotes
Quote from Sue
Sue: Professor Balio? Hi. Sue Heck. I just wanted to introduce myself on the first day of class. College can be so impersonal. [chuckles] I just wanted to say I'm very excited to be here. Or am I here? [laughs] Philosophy joke.
Professor Balio: I'm sorry. Did you say Sue Heck? Are you sure you're in the right class? I-I don't see you on my list.
Sue: You know what? I would be shocked if you did. No prob. Happens all the time. I get dropped from lists or people don't remember me or they think I'm someone else. You'll see.
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Look, if I'm gonna sneak out of work in the middle of the day, it better involve a margarita or a Cinnabon. Not a sick kid who won't take a pill.
Brick: I told the nurse not to call you. I'm fine. Besides, with my hearing getting worse, all my other senses are getting stronger. [sniffs] You did have Cinnabon, didn't you?
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Sherpa's home. [sighs] All right. Construction paper, thermos, electrical tape, washer fluid, dog treats, people treats. Picked your medicine, and chicken sub, no pickles. I know, they don't have the seeded bun anymore, so they gave it to you on wheat. I am done. My day is over. Goodbye.
Brick: Uh, I wouldn't take that off just yet. Tiny problem. You brought me pills instead of my usual medicine. Sadly, I cannot swallow pills.
Frankie: Well, sadly, I will not be going back. You're in high school now. I'm not gonna get you a razor and the New York Review of Books and then buy you raspberry-flavored squirty medicine.
Brick: Look, I'm more than flexible. I'd prefer the teddy bear shot glass, but I'm more than willing to accept the plain plastic syringe if it's slightly warmed in the microwave.
Frankie: Sorry. Pills are what we got. If you want your ear infection to get better, you got to take a pill. Remember how scared you were of Scotch tape? And now you can be in the same room with it.
Brick: Wow. Are you seriously telling me that you're unwilling to go back out and get your son the medicine in the form that he requires? [Frankie takes her bra off through her sleeve]