Bob: [waking up from a drunken state of unconsciousness] Hello. Cynthia: Hello! Bob: Who are you? Cynthia: I your wife! Bob: Guess I'll be going home then. Cynthia: No! You no going! I coming to. I your wife! See? [shows him a marriage certificate] C...
Man In Crowd: More! More! Benji: We want more! Marion: Yes, magnificent. Bravo! Benji: More! We want more!
Felicia: Oh, you can't do that with a ping pong ball!
[First Lines] [Tick is hit in back of head with beer can, falls] Felicia: Are you Okay?... [Felicia grabs mic] Felicia: Oh that was fucking charming, you gutless pack of dickheads.
Marion: [to Felicia] Stop wearing out that mirror!
Bernadette: [to Tick] You've got to be fucking joking!
