Perfection

On the X2:

Small child: "Ma, you tried to knock out my tooth."
Mother: "Well... it was loose, ain't it?"

Later that day: "I'm a perfectionist, Ok? I do it perfect or I don't do it at all. I like things to look gooood." - spoken by a two-toothed, cursing, possibly addicted woman speaking of her skills as a cosmetologist.
In that same conversation: "I don't get paid to fight, so I don't fight. I like to travel, though."