A dying millionnaire has her soul transferred into a younger, willing woman. But something goes wrong, and she finds herself in her lawyer's body - together with the lawyer.

Roger: Just because my grandfather didn't rape the environment and exploit the workers doesn't make me a peasant. And it's not that he didn't want to rape the environment and exploit the workers, I'm sure he did. It's just that as a barber, he didn't have that much opportunity.
Roger: You'll have to do it.
Edwina Cutwater: Do what?
Roger: You know, take it out.
Edwina Cutwater: Take what out?
Roger: The little fireman.
Edwina Cutwater: The little fireman?
Roger: You know, my penis.
Edwina Cutwater: How dare you say penis to a dead person.
Peggy Schuyler: By the way, I never liked your dog. And I think jazz is stupid! And I faked all of those orgasms. Ah! Ah! Oh! Yes! Sound familiar?
Roger: Yeah? Well I faked mine too!
Terry Hoskins: I love it when you talk like a beer commercial.
Tyrone Wattell: I got a lot of friends crazier'n you. But none better.
Roger: You're like an energy vampire. You suck the life out of people and take the fun out of being a lawyer.
Roger: (in church) You really know how to pack them in.
Roger: Is everyone here bananas?
Roger: What the hell are you doing in there?
Edwina Cutwater: Oh God, don't you guys get enough laughs up there? What have I ever done to you?
Roger: You bought me a grave-post for my 38th birthday?
Edwina Cutwater: I can't believe this. I can't even die right.
Tyrone Wattell: Pretty hairy knuckles for a chick.
Roger: [to Edwina Cutwater] You know, it's just like a dead person to say something like that.
Edwina Cutwater: Hmm, we seem to have mutual control over our body.
Roger: OUR body? This is my body! I'm not sharing my body with anyone!
Hardhat: [overhears] Everybody's gonna be real disappointed.
Tyrone Wattell: Roger, exactly how do you plan pulling this off?
Roger: Beats the heck out of me.
Tyrone Wattell: Well, if I can be of any help at all, you are in worse trouble than I thought.
Edwina Cutwater: Guess what I'm going to do?
Roger: What?
Edwina Cutwater: I'm going to come back from the dead.
Roger: Aaahhhh. And what makes you think you can do that?
Edwina Cutwater: Because I'm rich.
Roger: Alright. First, loosen your GRIP.
Burton Schuyler: Are you strong enough to continue?
Edwina Cutwater: What? Oh, I'm fine. Really. I'm fine. Tell them.
Dr. Betty Ahrens: She could drop dead any minute...
Edwina Cutwater: Don't mind her. She is only trying to make me feel good.
Edwina Cutwater: I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry I ruined your birthday.
Prahka Lasa: Backinbowl. Backinbowl.
Edwina Cutwater: Just tell him what happened. I'm sure he'll believe you.
Roger: (thinks) What, are you kidding? I don't even believe it. If I tell him, he'll definitely have me put away.
Judge: Bailiff! Throw this jackass out of my courtroom!
Mr. Mifflin: He's not only that! He's also a pervert! He touches himself in the mens room!
Peggy Schuyler: And he cheated on me Daddy! He had sex with a dead woman in your office!
Burton Schuyler: You're fired Cobb!
[bailiff throws Roger onto the floor in hallway]
Peggy Schuyler: Roger, you go to court tomorrow, we're through.
Roger: If I don't, your father will have my balls.
Peggy Schuyler: Then it's either me or your balls. You can't have both.
Edwina Cutwater: You are rude, crude, and thoroughly unattractive.
Terry Hoskins: [Roger and Terry start to have sex and she lowers his underwear] Roger, what's wrong?
Roger: What?
Terry Hoskins: Don't I excite you?
Roger: Edwina, what are you doing?
Edwina Cutwater: I'm thinking of very old nuns.
Roger: Please don't do this to me!
Terry Hoskins: Roger, don't you want me?
Roger: [Bolts from the bed] Oh, God! Now she's thinking of dead kittens!
Edwina Cutwater: Well I don't see why you're getting so upset about all this.
Roger: Because I want my body back. And I want my freedom and my privacy. And most of all, I'd like to be able to take a leak without being fondled.
Edwina Cutwater: You may find this hard to believe, but 'fondling you' while you make pee-pee is not my idea of a good time.
Edwina Cutwater: You know, you don't have to speak out loud. I can hear your thoughts.
Roger: Great, just what I've always wanted.
Roger: I'm talking to a *bucket*.

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