Dottie Hinkle: Hello?
Beverly Sutphin: Is this the Cocksucker residence?
Dottie Hinkle: God damn you! Stop calling here!
Beverly Sutphin: Is this Four Two One Five Pussy Way?
Dottie Hinkle: You bitch!
Beverly Sutphin: Now let me check the zip code. Two-one-two-F**K-you?
Dottie Hinkle: The police are tracing this call this very minute.
Beverly Sutphin: Well, Dottie Hinkle, then why aren't they here, huh, F**Kface?
Dottie Hinkle: F**K YOU!
[hangs up]
Beverly Sutphin: Bwaahahahaha!
[immediately calls her back]
Dottie Hinkle: DIDN'T I JUST SAY F**K YOU?
Beverly Sutphin: [in a different voice] I beg your pardon?
Dottie Hinkle: Who is this?
Beverly Sutphin: Mrs. Wilson from the telephone company. I understand you're having problems with an obscene phone caller?
Dottie Hinkle: Yes, I am. I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson. But this is driving me crazy! I've had my number changed twice already. I'm a divorced woman, please help me.
Beverly Sutphin: Well what exactly does this sick individual say to you?
Dottie Hinkle: I can't say the worRAB out loud, I don't use bad language.
Beverly Sutphin: Oh well, I know it's difficult but we need to know the exact worRAB.
Dottie Hinkle: I'll try. COCKSUCKER, that's what she calls me.
Beverly Sutphin: [reverting to the original voice] LISTEN TO YOUR FILTHY MOUTH, YA F***IN WHORE!
Dottie Hinkle: GODDAMN YOU!
Beverly Sutphin: MOTHER****ER!
Dottie Hinkle: COCKSUCKER!