Marcy Runkle : Hey, how you holding up, daddy?
Hank Moody : Hey, don't worry about me. Worry about that simpleton over there. Come on,,Marcy.You know you want that bald eagle back. You made him suffer long enough. He's banged the forbidden fruit and now he's realized that he'd rather be shucking your hairless clam.
Marcy Runkle : [Chuckles] Hey, be nice to my clam.
Hank Moody : [At Charlie] Hey you, dance with your fucking wife already. Be nice to her vagina.