Sally: Ugh, my head is throbbing.
Tommy: Me, too.
Harry: Mine's worse.
Sally: And my back is aching.
Tommy: Me, too.
Harry: Mine's killing me.
Sally: My breasts feel like two hot steaming bowls of chili.
Tommy: She wins.

Tommy: Well, at first I was conflicted. We come from very different backgrounds. I'm an alien, and she's a Presbyterian. I have a highly developed mind, and she's got that big, pouty mouth. I tell you, Dick, it was a tough decision.
Sally: What tipped the scales?
Tommy: She let me.
Dick: Well, what happened next?
Tommy: Well, I don't know what came over me, but they were so big and round and beautiful, I just had to touch them.
Dick: And then what?
Tommy: She screamed, "Ow, my eyes!" And that just... basically killed the mood.

Sally: [sneezes] Wow!
Dick: What was that?
Sally: I don't know, but I want another one. [sneezes] [groans] Oh!
Harry: [sneezes] Ooh!
Sally: Was it as good for you as it was for me? [Harry smiles]