Sally: How did these bozos get to be so powerful?
Mrs. Dubcek: You know what they say: under every great man is a great woman.
Don: Don't you mean "behind every man"?
Mrs. Dubcek: Oh, you're dirty.

Dick: Well, Tommy, you could go out and play the field, but, uh, why not marry the girl next-door? Pendelton.
Tommy: You think that Pendelton's better than Princeton?
Dick: Tommy, when all's said and done, on Friday, Princeton serves fish sticks, and on Friday, Pendelton serves fish sticks.
Sally: Whoa! Look! It says here that Princeton has eight Nobel Prize winners on its faculty.
Tommy: Huh. How many does Pendelton have?
Dick: Let me tell you something about Nobel Prize winners, Tommy. They eat fish sticks, and we eat fish sticks.

Don: Sally, what's going on here?
Sally: Oh, I am throwing you a power brunch.
Don: That's nice. What's the occasion?
Sally: Well, I'm gonna turn you into a success instead of a failure.
Don: I am not- Hey, this jacket's got my name on it.
Sally: I invited everyone from the "Top Ten List", along with some other very important Rutherfordites. This is Mrs. Dubcek. She owns quite a bit of property in the Rutherford area.
Don: I know her. She's your landlady.
Sally: Excellent. You keep networking.
Don: Sally, I- I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I'm not in the same league as these big guys.
Sally: Don, that may have been true of you before, but you've got Sally on the case now. Just think of me... as the wind beneath your ass.