[Gob is getting ready to perform his escape from prison trick.]
Gob: Hey, is there a private bathroom I can use?
George: Uh... [taps the in-cell toilet with his foot.] You're looking at it.
Gob: No, I can't use that. I, uh, I need privacy. I've always been that way. Come on, if I'm going to pass this key, I can't do it in front of all these other guys.
George: Well, we could ask them all to leave, but uh, they've been locking the doors.
Gob: I've made a huge mistake.
Hank Kingsley: Can I ask you a question, can I? How would.
Larry: You're not going to go and come back, are you?
Hank Kingsley: How would you feel if I started dating Beverley?
Larry: I'd say it was your business, your life.
Hank Kingsley: Well I'm not into interracial dating, it never works - sex is good but in the mornign cultural differences start to raise their ugly heads.
Larry: I believe the cultural differences would occur with you and any woman Hank.
Hank Kingsley: I mean Larry is a wonderful guy, he's kind, funny, rich - my god he's the boss. I'd date him if I could.
Vance Crasswell: An office is no place to do business.
Yolanda: Oh, look. Isn't that that boy Bavarian from Budapest?
Waldemar: No, that's a fruit bat from the Philippines.
Marge, the Real Estate Broker: Do you have children?
Waldemar: As often as we can.
Waldemar: If you weren't immortal, you'd kill yourself.
Yolanda: What do the building codes say about filling the basement with earth?
Marge, the Real Estate Broker: It's... it's a finished basement.
Waldemar: Not yet it isn't.
