Albert Speer: Field Marshall Milch... do you realise who you're talking to?
Field Marshal Milch: Herr Reichminister Speer... do you realise who you're working for?
Peter Stegman: I am the future.
Lina: Jealousy doesn't show how much you love someone, it shows how insecure you are.
Terry Tingloff: The high jump is a masochists event-it always ends on failure.
Boogie: You want to bet that she goes for my pecker - first thing?
Fenwick: The only hand on your pecker is going to be your own.
Boogie: You want to bet me? You want to bet me twenty?
Fenwick: Yeah.
Eddie: I'm in.
Modell: Me too.
Shrevie: Yeah, I'm in too. But, we need validation.
Boogie: All right. I'll arrange it.
Shrevie: How? You gonna get - finger prints? I'm tellin' ya, I'm not gonna do the dustin'.
Secretary: Is Mr. Langford expecting you?
Rupert Pupkin: Yes, I don't think he is.
Mr. Bebe: Come along with me, Fanny.
Frances Farmer: Frances. You know, I'm not the cookbook.
Mr. Bebe: You see, you've got to change that name.