- [first lines]
- Mary Hartman: [Martha has fainted] Sit up, sit up!
- Martha Shumway: Heather in the hands of a maniac! Say it's not true!
- Mary Hartman: It's not true. She's home. She's not in the hands of a maniac.
- Heather Hartman: Not until 6:30. Then I gotta go back.
- Mae Olinski: [in bed together] How about Wheaties, the breakfast of champions?
- Tom Hartman: C'mon, will ya? Why don't you just come right out and say it then, huh?
- Mae Olinski: You are... temporarily impractical.
- George Shumway: I tell you, that police department is full of nothing but APBs!
- Martha Shumway: George, what are we gonna do?
- George Shumway: Pull the plug and die!
- Detective Johnson: [calming an apoplectic George] It's always a good idea to take it easy when your daughter is in the clutches of a mad killer, sir.