:08:04
Sit, Wolf. Come on, boy, sit.
:08:07
Sit, Wolf.
:08:16
Is someone chasing you?
:08:17
I can't discuss it through the door.
It's extremely personal.
:08:20
- Are you alone?
- Yes.
:08:23
- Swear!
- Yes, goddamn it.
:08:25
Say: "As God is my judge, I am all alone."
:08:28
"As God is my judge,
I'm a little girl alone here in the hallway."
:08:41
Fink pansy! You rat!
You fruitcake! Rat fink fruitcake!
:08:45
- You lied about your size.
- You lied about the dog.
:08:47
He could be hiding,
ready to spring at your throat.
:08:49
'Cause creeps as yourself,
don't have dogs named Wolf.
:08:52
What creeps like you have
are faggy, hairy things called...
:08:55
...Pooky or Doo-doo.
:08:57
- You must have the wrong apartment.
- Don't try to cop out, you slimy worm.
:09:00
I got the right apartment.
I got the right fairy.
:09:03
You're obviously suffering
from aggravated paranoid delusion.
:09:06
What'd you say?
:09:07
I'm suggesting you're extrapolating
from your sordid, pathetic environment.
:09:10
If I weren't so refined,
I'd beat the crap out of you.
:09:13
You're insane.
:09:14
That's good coming from a queer
who peeps in girls' windows.
:09:16
What are you talking about?
:09:18
About a dirty rat who is so jealous
of what the big boys are doing...
:09:21
...he squeals to the superintendent because
a girl is entertaining a gentleman.
:09:25
- Accepting a large tip for her services.
- You admit it! That's a confession!
:09:28
You're a peeping Tom.
Only thing worse than a peeping Tom...
:09:32
...is a squealer, and you're both.
You four-eyed fag.
:09:36
I sense that you're upset...
:09:38
What kind of a weirdo are you?
You must have eyes like a vulture.
:09:41
If you'd close your window shades...
:09:42
I don't like to close my shades.
Too hot in that room.
:09:45
- Friction, no doubt.
- What is that?
:09:48
Some kind of dirty joke?
:09:50
Friction. Oh, yeah.
:09:52
I get it. Something you probably
wouldn't even know about.
:09:56
I suppose all the guys you pick up
are air-conditioned?
:09:58
- I'm starting to get angry.
- You gonna rush at me, claw my eyes out?