Blanche: This is strictly off the record but Dirk is nearly five years younger than I am.
Dorothy: In what, Blanche, dog years?
Pizzazz: Why do you always think the worst of me?
Stormer: Don't answer that, Jem.
Amy: It's a secret, Sarah made me promise not to tell anyone.
Lance: Sarah doesn't know you very well then.
Frank Butcher: What do you take me for? Some kind of Pilchard?
Mortician: This is him, Edward O'Leary. Recognize him?
Maddie Hayes: I don't know, we never knew him.
Mortician: Then what did you want to look at the body for?
Maddie Hayes: What did we want to look at the body for?
David Addison: We're private detectives. It's what we do.
Mortician: You wanna look at any others while you're here?
Maddie Hayes: No thanks. Our limit is one stiff per day.
Maggie Katherine Malone Seaver: Carol, how dare you disobey us.
Jason: I never thought I would ever say that but Carol Ann Seaver, you're grounded.
Carol: Wait.
Maggie Katherine Malone Seaver: No explanations. You are not getting a nose job.
Carol: I know.
Jason: What?
Carol: I'm not getting a nose job.
Jason: Don't confuse us by agreeing with us, Carol.