Paul Bratter: You don't just dive into a black salad. You have to play with it first.
Victor Velasco: Shama shama elma commama.
Paul Bratter: Good-bye leaky closet.
Paul Bratter: Well, I'm 26, and cold as hell.
Corie Bratter: Paul, I think I'm gonna be a lousy wife. But don't be angry with me. I love you very much - and I'm very sexy.
Corie Bratter: My divorce! When do I get my divorce.
Paul Bratter: How should I know? The marriage license hasn't even come in yet.
Corie Bratter: You're almost nearly perfect.
Paul Bratter: That's a rotten thing to say.
Paul Bratter: I'm home, castle.
Victor Velasco: Does your husband work during the day?
Corie Bratter: Yes.
Victor Velasco: In an office?
Corie Bratter: Yes.
Victor Velasco: Good. I work at home during the day. Oh, I predict some interesting complications... am I making you nervous?
Corie Bratter: Very nervous.
Victor Velasco: Wonderful! Once a month I try to make pretty young girls nervous, just to keep my hand in.
Victor Velasco: So what are you, a folk singer?
Corie Bratter: No, a wife.
Harry Pepper, Telephone man: My name's Harry Pepper if you ever have any trouble with line, do me a favor, don't ask for Harry Pepper.
