Mike Shiner: Popularity is the slutty little cousin of prestige.
Craig McDermott: If they have a great personality and they're not great looking... then who fucking cares?
Patrick Bateman: Well, let's just say hypotetically ok? What if they have a great personality?
[pause, all laugh]
Patrick Bateman: I know, I know.
[all in unison]
Patrick
Bateman, Craig McDermott, David Van Patten: There are no girls with good personalities.
David Van Patten: A good personality consists of a chick with a little hard body, who will satisfy all sexual demands without being too slutty about things, and who essentially will keep her dumb fucking mouth shut.
Craig McDermott: The only girls with good personalities who are smart or maybe funny or halfway intelligent or talented, though god knows what the fuck that means, are ugly chicks.
David Van Patten: Absolutely.
Craig McDermott: And this is because they have to make up for how fucking unnattractive they are.
Jonas Skat: It's the filthy Smith who insulted my beloved lady, the fair Kunigunda.
Blacksmith Plog: What did you call her?
Lisa, blacksmith's wife: Kunigunda. Are you deaf?
Jöns, squire: Kunigunda.
Blacksmith Plog: Her name is Lisa. Strumpet Lisa. Rumpy, smutty, slutty Lisa.
Lisa, blacksmith's wife: How coarse he is.
Blacksmith Plog: Go find your own trash, you gilded pimp!
Lisa, blacksmith's wife: What a brute!
Jonas Skat: You scabby bastard of seven scurvy bitches, if I were in your lousy rags, I'd be so ashamed of everything about my person that I would immediately rid nature
of my own embarrassing self.