Mrs. Fenty: You should read the Bible, Mr. Rumson.
Ben Rumson: I have read the Bible, Mrs. Fenty.
Mrs. Fenty: Didn't that cure your appetite for drinking?
Ben Rumson: No, but it sure killed my appetite for readin'.
Dolly Levi: And on those cold winter nights, Horace, you can snuggle up to your cash register. It's a little lumpy, but it rings.
Teddy Lloyd: A man with a wife and six children plus a schoolgirl for a mistress can be called any number of rude names, but "coward" is not one of them.
Tracy: You're very sure of yourself, aren't you? Suppose I were to kill you for a thrill.
James Bond: I can think of something more sociable to do.
Dr. Julian Winston: I must say, it's grotesque. A woman your age, throwing yourself at a kid like that.
Stephanie: And what about that eh, father-daughter thing of yours, if you don't think that's ridiculous.
Dr. Julian Winston: Well, it's different for a man. If a man is with a younger woman it looks entirely appropriate, but when it's the other way around, it's disg.
Stephanie: Well, you go to your church and I'll go to mine.
Brenda Patimkin: Are you serious?
Neil Klugman: I'm way the hell past serious: I'm suicidal.
Louise: He'd have the gang over for a meeting and I'd put out a little tray of pretzels and bullets... I had to. He's my husband.