
Bill's thirty-two. He looks thirty-two. He looked it five years ago, he'll look it twenty years from now. I hate men.
Margo Channing
Fasten your seatbelts. It's gonna be a bumpy night.

Bill's thirty-two. He looks thirty-two. He looked it five years ago, he'll look it twenty years from now. I hate men.
Margo Channing

I'll admit I may have seen better days...but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, like a salted peanut.
Margo Channing

Fasten your seatbelts. It's gonna be a bumpy night.
Margo Channing