You invented children. I was giving you what you wanted.

Eventually you lose track of what you're saying and the lies compound themselves

and you end up all over the place like a crazy woman's shit and that's OUR problem.

one who's more, you know, likely to be sympathetic.

Think about what is going to happen tomorrow.

Because tomorrow you are going to find the press all over you...

In a good way? No, not a good way at all.

That film Notting Hill, have you seen that? She's probably fucking in it.

You know that bit where the guy opens the door

and there's like millions of journalists and flash bulbs are going off.

That's going to be you, darling, they'll be all over you like fucking cockroaches.

It's OK, it's OK...