You always were susceptible to a bit of fantasy - i'll stick to reality. See you tomorrow.
see me tomorrow. christ now i'm worried, just remember this is me.
da da deeeer
candlewaxlad : Fudge, I know you!
Fudge: Well, if you do know me, you'll know I'm the kind of rough-and-tumble, hardened Astro, ex-Marine type guy you do not trifle with.
candlewaxlad : No, you're not!
Fudge: For the last time, I'm asking...
candlewaxlad : (Cutting Fudge off) Fiona Barrington! Fifteen years of age. You got off with her in your Dad's greenhouse. You thought you got lucky but it turned out all the time that you had your hand in warm compost. How could I know that, and not know you?
Fudge: (Out of the side of his mouth, to Walter Sobchak ) Not true!
candlewaxlad: You got three brothers: John, Howard, and Frank. You're really mean with money. You're a tremendous physical coward. You once spent an afternoon on the Samaritans switchboard, and four people committed suicide! Your middle name's Judas, but you tell everyone that it's Jonathan. You sign all your official letters A.J. Rimmer, B.S.C., and B.S.C. stands for Bronze Swimming Certificate. You're a cheating, weaselly, lowlife scumbucket, with all the charm and social grace of a pubic louse!
candlewaxlad: (To Fudge) Gotta admit, bud, he's got a handle on ya there.