Shelly Barnes: Just don't ask me to marry you again.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Why not? We're perfect for each other.
Shelly Barnes: Yeah, yeah... except I'm a lesbian and you're a commitment-phobe.
Dr. Jack Gramm: That's why we're perfect.
Dr. Jack Gramm: I don't have time to explain this.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Who sent you here?
Mike Stempt: What, you think I'm too dumb to figure it out myself?
Dr. Jack Gramm: Yes I do.
Kim Cummings: If Sara's not home, we don't have a search warrant.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Well, we don't need a search warrant because we're not arresting anybody. We're just breaking and entering.
Jeremy Guber: Would you say it was fair to characterize your attitude towards Jon Forster as a personal vendetta?
Dr. Jack Gramm: Well, if we're being fair, yeah, sure. It's a personal vendetta. I have a personal vendetta against Ted Bundy, Gacy, and about ten or fifteen other serial murderers who are floating around in the streets right now.
Voice on phone: You have 88 minutes to live.
Dr. Jack Gramm: What?
Voice on phone: You know how long 88 minutes can be, don't you? That's 11:45 AM.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Who's this?
Jon Forster: Quack quack, Dr. Gramm.
