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Otto: I'm, uh, Harvey. Manfred... jen... sen... den.
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Otto: I'm here because I'm bored. Bored hanging around this God-awful city. Shoving George's ugly pic... Talking to a lot of snotty, stuck up, intellectual British faggots. Jesus they're uptight they get rigor mortis in the prime of life in this country, standing there with their hair clenched.
Otto: [finds a letter from Archie to Wanda] Just, counting the seconds to the weekends so they can all dress up like ballerinas and whip themselves into a frenzy at the flat at 4. 2B St.
Otto: [recovering] To be honest I hate them. I mean pretending they're so fucking lawyer.
Otto: [recovering again] superior, so fucking superior with those phony accents.
Otto: [Ken peeks in the room] Not you Ken, you have a beautiful speaking voice... when it works.
Otto: [about Wanda] Son of a bitch!
Otto: [to Wanda, loudly] So, wanna have some lunch?
Otto: [quietly] Have you heard from him?
Wanda: Who?
Otto: Archie.
Wanda: [loudly] No I have to finish my hair!
Wanda: [quietly] No.
Otto: Nothing?
Otto: [loudly] Ok well I'm outta here!
Otto: [quietly] No plans to see him?
Wanda: No.
Wanda: [loudly] Ok. Bye Bro.
Otto: Bye Wanda!
[Punches Wanda's picture, hands it to Ken]
Otto: Oh Sorry.
Extended Reading