Elliot Knickerbacker:
What are you eating?
Wesley Knickerbacker:
It's your mother's terrible pasta. It tastes like a fucking yeast-infection.
Wesley Knickerbacker:
If you and your brother were Siamese twins and we had to have that operation and I had to choose which one would live, I would choose you.
Wesley Knickerbacker:
Your mother and I got a little drunk on Goldschlager and we thought by fornicating we could relieve my back pain. Boy, were we wrong.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
