Mary: Oh, Dick, you shouldn't be embarrassed. Michel's the one who got arrested.
Sally: They got Michel! [all gasp]
Mary: Yeah, the guy from immigration. It was an ugly fight. The French tend to kick a lot when frightened.
Dick: Immigration?
Mary: Yeah, they said they'll be sending him back to France in the morning.
Dick: Of course, he's from another country!
Sally: That's why he's an alien.
Tommy: Alien from France.
Harry: Not a quivering purple tube from a distant galaxy sent to study humankind. [Sally slaps the back of Harry's head] What? I said "not."

Dick: Lieutenant, aren't you forgetting something?
Sally: You're right, the wedding announcement.
Dick: No, no. The mission.
Sally: Dick, this is my mission. It's what women are supposed to do. Get married, have babies, hire total strangers to raise them and then wonder where they went wrong.

Dick: 44 across. "Men are from Mars, women are from..." Let's see, five letters starting with V. Ah! "Vegas."