Mighty Aphrodite

Chorus: [referring to Oedipus] Look, here's a man who killed his father and slept with his mother. Jocasta: I hate to tell you what they call my son in Harlem.

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Chorus Leader: Don't go any further. I know what you're thinking, Lenny, and forget it! Lenny: I can't forget it. The thought's been put in my head. Chorus: Oh, cursed fate. Certain thoughts are better left unthunk.

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Linda: My father's brother was supposed to be a genius. I never met him, but everybody said he was brilliant. Lenny: Really? What did he do? Linda: He was a serial rapist. He spent his whole life in jail, but if he had gone straight, he might have been very good in math.

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Cassandra: Now I see big trouble! Lenny: Oh for God's sakes, you're such a Cassandra!

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Lenny: Who's Rickey? Linda: He's, he's... he takes a percentage of my work. Lenny: He's a pimp, right? Linda: No, he's like a business representative. Lenny: Wha...? What do you need a business representative...? All you need is a mattress and a couple of garter belts...you're not a conglomerate!

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Lenny: You didn't see Schindler's List? Kevin: No, no. That was the one with the Jews and the, um... who were the bad guys? Lenny: The Nazis. The blond guys were the Nazis. Kevin: They were tough motherfuckers.

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