“You traitorous bitch!" he yelled. "You goddamn liar!"I laughed. "You knew I were a bitch and a liar when you married me, Guy. It's your own damn fault for agreeing to it.”
“But fate-that fickle bitch-made a liar out of me. Again.”
“Liar. You've loved me since I held your hand at your mother's memorial service when you were five years old.”
“It's a bitch on the body, but damn do you fly.”
“You crazy liar," he said breathlessly."You knew I was lying.""Not to - that degree.""Okay, so maybe I like you a little.”
“Screw you, you sons of bitches. I may be just a goddamn Jew Red to you, but I'm keeping Jefferson alive!”