Sergeant:
Nothing sir. Just testing the infrared equipment.

Sergeant:
No, sir.

Sergeant:
Are you ever so right, sir!

Sergeant:
Right. What kind of things, sir?

Sergeant:
Right, sir!

Mike:
Fat chance. Remember, the car's half mine, so drive careful with it.

Stan:
Susan's got a lot of the right things to put in the right places, and she's all mine.

Old Man:
Another carload of those blasted smoochers on my property! I'll get the law after 'em.

Susan:
Opening strange doors isn't a thing for a good clean-living American girl to do!

Stan:
You're very lucky to have a guy like me.

Susan:
I expected to be frightened on my wedding night, but nothing like this!