Sally: Fear not, Harry. Tomorrow we're going to make back our rent for the whole year. Check this out. It is the Fuzzy Buddy swap night at the Rusty Burger.
Dick: This is great.
Sally: Yeah, it's time to cash in.
Dick: Cash in? How?
Sally: Well, sell. You know, the whole collection.
Dick: The Fuzzy Buddies?
Sally: Sure. You didn't think we were gonna keep them forever, did you?
Dick: No. No, of course not. I knew the day would come.
Sally: One big pay day. We're in, we're out, grab a Rusty Burger for the road, charter a jet to the West Coast and watch the sun rise.
Sally & Harry: Nice.
Dick: ... Nice.

Sally: There she is.
Dick: Who?
Sally: Our buyer. The one they call the Columbian.
Dick: The Columbian?
Harry: Must be the matriarch of a powerful cartel.
Sally: Uh-uh. Her nephew went to Columbia University.

Dick: What are you doing? I was in the middle of a call!
Mary: Well, you're getting another call right now, Dick. A wake-up call from people who care about you.
Dick: Oh, good. I- I- I'm glad you're here. As a matter of fact, I could use a few bucks, maybe $20, $30 from each of you.
Tommy: We'll write you a check.
Dick: You will?
Tommy: A reality check.
Mrs. Dubcek: I'm not writing any checks.

Tommy: Now, you used to just collect after work, but now you collect as soon as you get up in the morning.
Dick: Well, sure. Just to get the day going.
Sally: Dick, you have spent all of our money on these things, we haven't paid our rent in a month! God, I'm so ashamed. I can't look Dubcek in the face.
Tommy: You came to my school, and all you could think about was where your next Fuzzy Buddy was gonna come from.
Harry: I am embarrassed to bring my friends over.
Dick: Okay, sure, maybe I've been a little excessive.
Mary: More than a little, Dick.
Dick: Yeah, but I can quit whenever I want!
Harry: Can you, Dick?
Tommy: Can you really?
Dick: Sure.
Harry: Face it, man! You're strung out on the Buddies!

Dick: I am so glad I finally got rid of all those things. But I gotta tell you, the craving is still there. Sometimes, when I'm trying to get to sleep, I can still see their shiny little button eyes staring at me.
Tommy: So, then, what do you do?
Dick: I get up and calm myself down with a stiff drink.

Harry: Well, it's a good thing you stopped when you did, Dick. One day you're admiring Fuzzy Buddies through the drug store window. Next thing you know, you're flying out of Bogota with a balloon full of Fuzzy Buddies shoved up your...
Dick: All right, stop!
Tommy: Okay!
Sally: Hey!
Dick: But, uh, how exactly would that work?
Sally: Well, you just...

Dick: Attention, Rusty's customers! Take it from a man who has been through hell. Those Rusty's fun lunches you are eating are not safe! And I'm not talking about the cholesterol or the fat content or the diseased meat or the carcinogens caused by the broiling process. And I'm not talking about the food server with the unwashed bathroom hands. It's you. I saw you. [two employees drag Dick out] Or the spoiled mayonnaise in the secret Rusty sauce. No, I'm talking about...

Dick: Why is Rusty's so crowded today?
Harry: Maybe it's the huge mob of people.
Sally: I think it's these Rusty fun lunches. Everybody's got one.
Tommy: Yeah, it's a clever design. You know, the box soaks up the gristle.

Coach: Give me this book. That's not what school's about. You're at this rally to generate a little pep for the team.
Tommy: Yeah, about that, sir, see, I just don't have any pep. But I'm really okay with that, you know?
Coach: Get out of the way. Just because you got your hair cut doesn't mean I'm not watching you. Now let's hear a little pep.
Tommy: Help me out here. In this little scenario of yours, my pep could be the decisive pep?
Coach: Solomon, if this team is gonna win, we need everybody here behind us.
Tommy: The team's 1-11, sir. Uh, pep is nice, but a good rebounder, now that would be sweet.

Dick: Oh, Mary, get a load of this. Nina collects those Fuzzy Buddy things. [Dick & Mary laugh]
Mary: Not you, too.
Nina: Well, you collect thimbles.
Dick: Mary, you don't!
Mary: Antique thimbles. [Dick & Nina laugh]
Dick: You're both idiots. [laughs] In a good way.
Mary: Nice save.