Hung

Ray: (voice-over, describing his experience with Lenore) It started out pretty good...but she gave more orders than a four-star general. Flex, lick, lay down, sit up, stand, faster, slower, grind left, grind right. Good thing I was an athlete. Grand slam.

Lenore: (referring to Ray) All right, I'll try him. And if I like him I'll recommend him. By the way, what does he do? Will he lick my ass? Tanya: Can I get back to you on that?

Lenore: (meeting Ray for the first time) Not bad. Where'd you get that suit though? Ray: I don't know, somebody bought it for me. Lenore: Let's see...J.T. Warehouse, going out of business sale, 75% off. Ray: I'm not sure. Lenore: I am. C'mon handsome.

Ray: (voice-over) That's what I kicked myself for the most: the loan. See, my parents gave us this house, free and clear. They bought it when a view of trees and water wasn't something you paid a million dollars to get. Now our turn at bat, and what do we do? We get a home equity loan with this deal I bet my parents never heard of called an adjustable rate mortgage, or an ARM. An ARM, that's now got it's hand around my throat.

Tanya: The point is, we have to think big. I know we might have to start with baby steps, but my goal is for us to be pulling down a couple thousand dollars a night. Ray: You think I'm that good? Tanya: Maybe if you work on your technique a little bit...a little bit. Ray: My technique is fine, Tanya. I've been pleasing women for decades now. You're not my only screamer.

Mike: (talking about the recent cuts at the school) Too bad about Stanley, huh? I was just talking to him. This is bad, they're cutting everything. Think they're gonna lay us off next? Ray: No, Mike. Basketball is more important that art.

Tanya: (referring to Lenore) You'll be like another product that she can recommend to her clients. I haven't talked to her yet, but I really think she might go for it. What do you think? Ray: I think you're insane. I think I'm insane, I think this whole plan is nuts. Tanya: Ray... Ray: I also think I'm broke, my ex-wife is up my ass, and hell, I want my kids back. So yeah, what the hell. Go for it. I always wanted to be a product when I grew up.

Tanya: This particular guy I'm thinking of for you is, is really quite... He's very well-endowed. Lenore: Terrific. Good cock is hard to find.

Ray: (referring to the suit) I don't wear this shit. I feel like a fricking mortgage broker. Tanya: You're not you. You're whoever they want you to be. Ray: Why can't they just fuck me for me?

(discussing sexual boundaries) Ray: I'm a normal guy, you know? I'll do normal things. Market me that way. Tanya: What's normal?

Lenore: Listen, I'm not a romantic. I think like a man. I want to cut the bullshit and get to the fucking. I just need to know your name so I know what to scream when you're banging me. Ray: Richard. Lenore: Richard. Can I call you... Dick? Ray: You can. Lenore: I hear you've got a big one. Ray: You wanna find out? Lenore: Yeah, I do.

Ray: (describing the night he spent with Lenore to Tanya) It was exhausting, irritating, emasculating, never-ending, and vaguely pleasant.