Crazy Ralph: You're doomed! You're all doomed.
Pool Attendant: They kept it all incognito. They're gonna collect the body in an ice cream van.
Harold: There's a lot of dignity in that, isn't there? Going out like a raspberry ripple.
Alex: I know they did it, they killed her, they, killed her... Robin, Robin.
John Russell: It's my understanding... that there are, uh... twenty-three students registered... for this series of lectures on advanced musical form. Now, we all know it's not raining outside, and unless there's a fire in some other part of the building that we don't know about, there's an awful lot of people here with nothing better to do.
Elizabeth Solley: Listen, I never hitchhiked before. I just really want to be careful. Can I ask you something?
Nick Castle: Sure.
Elizabeth Solley: Are you weird?
Nick Castle: Yes, I am. Yes, I am weird.
Elizabeth Solley: You are weird. Thank God you're weird. The last one was so normal, it was disgusting.
Liz Blake: Thank god, straight fucks are still in style.
Mark Elliot: She writes poetry.
Nurse: A pastime especially suited for women.
Pearson: Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water, you can't get to it.
Lola Brewster: Chin up, darling... both of them.
Inspector Winship: For a short person, you have long sentences.