- Bill McNeal: Did either of you guys get a look at the chick by Catherine's desk? What a set of warheads on *that* battleship.
- Dave: That's Mr. James' fiancée to be.
- Bill McNeal: ...Oh - well, I was talkin' about - I don't mean - well, I was - I...
- Catherine Duke: [slaps Bill] Get ahold of yourself!
- Bill McNeal: What was that for? I'm perfectly calm!
- Catherine Duke: I believe in preventive medicine.
- Bill McNeal: [rubbing his slapped cheek] Hey, you knocked the popcorn loose.
- Dave: [Bill's face is covered with soot after trying to escape through the stairwell] Hi there. You know, I think talking pictures are going to ruin Hollywood.
- Dave: Were you... uh - um... compatible?
- Jimmy James: Well, everything seemed to fit together with no parts left over, if that's what you're talkin' about.
- Bill McNeal: That will be a great comfort to all of us when we're being identified solely on the basis of our dental records!