Dick: I don't want normal! I want ceaseless joy and never-ending passion like Romeo and Juliet!
Mary: They both wound up dead.
Dick: Antony and Cleopatra.
Mary: Dead.
Dick: That couple from Wuthering Heights.
Mary: Insane and dead.
Dick: F. Scott Fitzgerald and Zelda.
Mary: Drunk, insane and dead.
Dick: Tristan und Isolde.
Mary: Abgeschossen.
Dick: Ah-ha! Siegfried and Roy!
Mary: Okay, one.

Harry: No, Sally, no. I mean, I have a difficult job too. When- And- I think that you should shut up.
Sally: What is your job exactly?
Harry: I am the sponge. I know many things.
Sally: Like what, oh, great sponge?
Harry: Okay. Like how many bags of trash do our neighbors produce per week. What are Barney's friends names? His real friends. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a marble! You don't know, do you?
Tommy: Well, he's got you there.

Sally: But, um I do all the shopping, cooking, cleaning, banking and the killing of all spiders!
Harry: Ha, spiders! Spiders are more afraid of us than we are of them.
Sally: Harry, there's a spider on your neck.
Harry: Get it off! Get it off! Ah, that's very funny.
Sally: See, Harry, you could never handle my job!
Harry: I could do it with my eyes closed.
Tommy: You do everything with your eyes closed.