Mitzi Quotes in Postal (2007)

Mitzi: [crying] They did a poo-poo in my mouth.

Mitzi: What are you going to do Harry?

Harry: Kill him.

Mitzi: You seein' anybody?

Agent Cooper: I'm married with two kids.

Mitzi: Take my number. Things happen.

Mitzi: [to Felicia] You know, there are two things I don't like about you, Felicia... your face. So how 'bout shutting both of them?

Bernadette: Oh. Uh, gather around girls, uh, let me show you a trick. You, um, drink the Gin...

[guzzles the entire contents]

Bernadette: Aaah! Uh, fill the bottle up with water and then put it back in the fridge.

Mitzi: Va-t'en vous. What about the scotch?

Bernadette: Aha! That's where the complimentary tea bags come in handy.

Mitzi: [to Felicia] Bernice has left her cake out in the rain!

Bernadette: We've only recently discovered that young Anthony here, bats for both teams.

Mitzi: I do not!

Felicia: Oh, so we're straight?

Mitzi: No.

Felicia: Oh, we're not. So we're a donut puncher, after all?

Mitzi: No.

Felicia: Then what the hell are we?

Mitzi: I don't fuckin' know.

Mitzi: [about Trumpet] , You know, I never heard him play.

Bernadette: Play? He didn't *play*, dear. Trumpet didn't have a single musical bone in his body. No, Trumpet had an unusually large foreskin. So large, in fact, that he could wrap the entire thing around a Monte Carlo biscuit.

Mitzi: [as Felicia starts painting over the graffiti on their bus, which is stranded in the middle of nowhere] Purple?

Felicia: It's not *purple*, it's *lavender*. Whaddaya think?

Mitzi: It's nice... in a hideous sort of a way.

Mitzi: [to Bernadette, who has started walking off] Where are *you* going?

Bernadette: If you think I'm going to sit around watching Picasso take on the public transit system, you've got another thing coming. I'll be back with the cavalry in a couple of hours.

Mitzi: Come on girls, off your snatches. Rehearsal time.

Mitzi: [to Felicia and Bernadette] Oh, get back in your kennels, both of you.

Mitzi: [to Felicia and Bernadette] What fun. Baby bottles of booze.

Mitzi: [to Felicia and Bernadette] Tack-a-rama!

Bernadette: [dryly, eying the huge landscape murals in their hotel room] Subtle.

Mitzi: Oh, tack-a-rama! Who the hell does all the *painting* around here?

Bernadette: Someone with no arms or right foot, by the look of things.

Peg: Hi, Mitzi.

[Peg notices that Mitzi is upset]

Peg: Oh, the boss in a bad mood again?

Mitzi: Bad? He never felt better. His favorite girl came back.

Peg: Oh, I thought you were.

Mitzi: I just found out I've been understudying the part. Oh, in my next life, I hope I'm not a girl. I could never go through that again.

Mitzi: Congratulations, honey. What a break, hunh? Two and a half fish out of the blue.