Jareth: My whole life is an open book.
Sarah: Your whole life is an open blouse!

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Jareth: My whole life is an open book.
Sarah: Your whole life is an open blouse!
Sarah: You bought a sandwich?
Hoggle: Yes.
Sarah: From the truck that hit Jareth?
Hoggle: Well me starving isn’t going to help him.
Sarah: How do you sleep at night?
Jareth: On silk sheets, rolling naked in money.
Toby: Sarah, can I have a story?
Sarah: Once upon a time, there was a little boy that made his sister so crazy she decided to sell him to a circus.
Toby, terrified: An evil circus?
Sarah, guilty: No, a nice one with monkeys.
Toby: Thank you.
Sarah: Ludo is fine, but Hoggle has damage to over fifty percent of his body; he broke his nose.
Sarah: I don’t talk trash, I talk smack. They’re totally different. Trash talk is hypothetical, like: Your mom is so fat she can eat the internet. But smack talk is happening like right now. Like: You’re ugly and I know it for a fact ’cause I got the evidence right there.
Sarah: Care to sit? I'm sure you'd like to take some weight off your cloven hooves.
Jareth: Calling me the devil? How original, Sarah.
Sarah: Actually I was calling you a goat, you goat.
Jareth: Being good is for suckers. What do you even get out of it?
Sarah: A feeling of fulfillment in your soul.
Jareth: Gross.