Mr. Richards: I've put my future in the hands of a vegetable.
Felix: You suspect pilferage, sir? I'd be happy to strip-search him.
Mr. Richards: You people that work at night scare me.
Mr. Richards: You people that work at night scare me.
Hollywood Montrose: Don't let Felix get to you, he's just got a bad case of Miami Vice.
Mrs. Claire Prince Timkin: I don't care if he puts a rubber glove on his head and runs naked around the store screaming, 'Hi! I'm a squid!'.
Mannequin Factory Boss: You know you could get the dummy of the week award Switcher.
Jonathan Switcher: She turned out pretty good, didn't she.
Mannequin Factory Boss: I wasn't talking about her.
Ema 'Emmy' Hesire: I just wish you didn't look so worried.
Jonathan Switcher: That's easy for you to say. You're a mannequin, you'll always have work.
Roxie Shield: I'm not the one who can't deal with reality.
Jonathan Switcher: Reality is very disappointing.
Armand: Roxy! Roxy, Roxy. You know what you need to do right now? You need to put him and this whole nasty affair out of your mind. Now, how is the best way to do that, huh? Huh? By having a night of distastable sex with someone you care absolutely nothing about! And proudly, I would like to be that person.
Roxie Shield: Fine, let's just go to your place.
Armand: Really?
Roxie Shield: Drive fast before I have second thoughts.
Armand: Armand is the wind.
Ema 'Emmy' Hesire: Didn't I tell you, you're the only one who can see me like this.
Jonathan Switcher: Hollywood I don't know about men's thighs, they look fine to me.
Hollywood Montrose: Albert called me 'cellulite city'.
