Felicia: [to Tick and Bernadette] So anyway, back to me.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertMitzi: Come on girls, off your snatches. Rehearsal time.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertFelicia: [to Tick] Mowing those lawns must have been murder on your heels, though.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertMitzi: [to Felicia] Bernice has left her cake out in the rain!
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertCynthia: [to Bob] I no like you anyway. You got little ding-a-ling.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertFelicia: Oh, you can't do that with a ping-pong ball! Bernadette: Do you wanna bet?
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertDoctor: Mr. Belrose? Tick: Yes? Doctor: Congratulations. It's a boy.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the DesertFelicia: How long have we been on the road? Bernadette: Four and a half hours.
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert