Dick: What are you doing with those?
Chancellor Duncan: I'm thinking of giving them back to you. What do you think of that, Dr. Solomon?
Dick: I think that would be a huge mistake, chancellor.
Chancellor Duncan: Would it? [slides the resignation letters towards Dick]
Dick: Yes. Accepting them was your greatest triumph. [slides them back]
Chancellor Duncan: You'd like to see me fired, wouldn't you? [slides them towards Dick]
Dick: No, and believe me, I have no designs on your position. [slides them back]
Chancellor Duncan: Oh, I'm sorry, Solomon, but I can read you like a book. You lose. [returns the letters] I'm rehiring the faculty. Now take your letters and get out of my office.
Dick: Well, it looks like you've outsmarted me once again. [laughs] I mean, damn!

Judith: By the way, Chancellor Duncan got a new haircut.
Strudwick: Really? Let's go tell him how great it looks.
Judith: I have dibs on the bangs.
Strudwick: Okay.

Dick: You know, I think I've done some real good here bringing management and labor together. Maybe I should go from planet to planet solving labor problems all over the universe and then riding off into the sunset on my motorcycle.