Tommy: Now this says fun!
Harry: Yep. Says so right there.
Tommy: I mean, the whole vibe of the sign says fun.
Harry: Yeah, right there.

Tommy: I thought you were going to get her the earrings.
Sally: Earrings?
Tommy: Whoops.
Sally: There were earrings?
Don: Well, they match the necklace, but I thought maybe next year.
Sally: Wow. Necklace and.... earrings. That's all you need. All you need.
Don: Hey, maybe the store's open. They guy's Jewish!

Sally: Oh, my God! They're perfect! They'll look so great at the Starlight Room on New Year's eve.
Don: The Starlight Room. [chuckles] The Starlight Room? Sally, that party is for Rutherford's movers and shakers. Do you know how impossible those tickets are to get?
Sally: All I know is how powerful my boyfriend Don Orville is.
Don: Well, that may be, but it's such short notice.
Sally: I'm sure you could pull a little stringy-wingy. [puts necklace in mouth]
Don: I'll do my best.
Sally: I'm going to go put these on.
Don: She plays me like a big, dumb cello.

Don: Sally? Nothing up my sleeve. Presto! Two tickets to the Starlight Room!
Sally: Oh, Don, that's so cool! Let's scalp 'em!
Don: What?
Sally: Well, you know, I just don't want to go anymore. Tommy's planning a really fun New Year's eve party here. See? "Fun."
Don: Sally, do you know how hard it was to get those tickets? Let's just say I wasn't shy with the nightstick.
Sally: Don, listen, it doesn't matter where we are as long as it's where I want to be. Right, poopkin?
Don: No.
Sally: [giggles] Oh, you big, silly man. [chuckles]
Don: No. [Sally pretends to cry] It's not going to work this time, poopkin.
Sally: Hey, I'm crying here! That has never not worked.

Mary: Vincent, welcome!
Strudwick: I didn't know whether you had a chance to stop by the cider festival.
Mary: I did.
Strudwick: Well, you can never have too much cider.
Mary: Never. Thank you. [puts the large glass of cider on a table full of cider]

Mary: Judith!
Judith: Just back from the Ciderfest.
Mary: Oh, we've got plenty of cider, everyone. Drink up!

Dick: Oh, this is fantastic. Just me and the woman I love dancing alone in the cold, still air of a crystalline winter's night. I've been a fool, and you've forgiven me. It's a perfect new year. [bells chiming] What's that?
Mary: It's the bells at the old church. Oh, my god, Dick it's New Year's now.
Dick: So the whole time we've been out here together celebrating...
Mary: It was 1998.
Dick: So I've salvaged 1998. Mary, that means-
Mary: Oh, Dick, shh! This is a beautiful moment. Don't spoil it.
Dick: But it's such-
Mary: Shh!
Dick: I'm ready to-
Mary: Shh!
Dick: Happy new year, Mary.
Mary: Happy new year, Dick.

Tommy: I ruined the whole point of the party.
Sally: Aww.
Don: Hey, hey, hey, hey! In 15 seconds it's New Year's in Utah! You get another chance!
Harry: Yeah! Come on, Tommy!
Tommy: All right! Countdown 99 is on the launchpad! In 10, 9...
All: 9, 8... [Larry fires the confetti]
Larry: I just get so excited.