Buzz:
Help yourself to some of your father's product.

Fran:
Not me. That's what killed mama.

Green:
He's smart, boss. I listen to him every night.

Jones:
Doesn't seem to have done you much good.

Buzz Baker:
Well, I feel like a new woman. In fact, I feel like a new man. Bring me a telephone book.

Waiter:
How many?

Buzz Baker:
Three.

Waiter:
You said three?

Buzz Baker:
I hope we're being followed.

Waiter:
One gentleman for three ladies?

Buzz Baker:
Oh, it's all right. I'm just going to watch.

Wally 'The Fox' Benton:
Aren't you wrestling somewhere tonight?

Wally 'The Fox' Benton:
Do Not... Brush... Your Teeth!

Harvey Upshaw:
Don't worry, I won't even take them out of my mouth.