VYVYAN: It's a potion I've invented where when the patient drinks it he turns into an axe-wielding, homicidal maniac! It's basically a cure. For not being an axe-wielding, homicidal maniac. The potential market's enormous!
NEIL: [taking a Coca-Cola can out of the fridge] What, is this it?
VYVYAN: Yeah! Yeah, I put it in a Coke can so nobody'd drink it by mistake.
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Vyvyan: It's a video nasty!
Rick: It's a carpet, farty!
RICK: Oh, stop being so blinking bourgousie! All property is theft, Vyvyan.
VYVYAN: All right, then. Where's your girlie purse?
VYVYAN: [takes Rick's coin purse, removes some money] Ha ha! Found it!
RICK: You put that back! That's my personal property!
RICK: I'm not prepared to discuss it with you, Vyvyan. You will be hearing from my solicitors in the morning. I'm going to write to my MP.
NEIL: You haven't got an MP, Rick. You're an anarchist.
RICK: Oh. Well, then I shall write to the lead singer of Echo and the Bunnymen!
VYVYAN: Yeah, my potion! My potion as well!
NEIL: What potion?
VYVYAN: It's a potion I've invented where when the patient drinks it he turns into an axe-wielding, homicidal maniac! It's basically a cure. For not being an axe-wielding, homicidal maniac. The potential market's enormous!
NEIL: [taking a Coca-Cola can out of the fridge] What, is this it?
VYVYAN: Yeah! Yeah, I put it in a Coke can so nobody'd drink it by mistake.