Dick: This makes no sense. You're getting paid to do nothing. Meanwhile, I'm expected to pay tips to people for doing things that I'm already paying them to do.
Harry: It's only fair, Dick. It's a reward for good service.
Dick: You know about tipping?
Harry: Well, sure. That's how I make most of my money down at the bar.
Dick: But I never tip you.
Harry: And that's why your drink always has that funny taste.

Dr. Severson: Okay. Well, what method were you interested in exploring?
Sally: Well, I don't want him to know I'm using it, so I don't want anything loud.
Dr. Severson: Loud?
Sally: Yeah. I mean, it would just crush him if he knew I didn't want to have his kids.
Dr. Severson: Oh, right. Well, uh... this is the sponge. It's small and highly effective.
Sally: Sponge?
Dr. Severson: Oh, I get it. It's so small, that by the time you're done doing the dishes, you're too exhausted to have sex, right?
Dick: Do they come with a scouring side?
Dr. Severson: No, no. You see, the sponge, the diaphragm, these are barrier methods. You insert them before sex.
Sally: Ooh, mood killer.
Dick: It's not for us.

Sally: Well, I'm going to Don's. We're gonna have sex tonight.
Dick: That sounds like fun.
Tommy: Hey, Sally, are you ovulating?
Sally: No. Are you?
Tommy: No. But you ought to be careful tonight at Don's. You know, he's got millions of sperm.
Sally: Who told you that?
Tommy: I just learned it. I'm just saying you don't wanna get pregnant.
Sally: Pfft! You can't get pregnant like that. You get pregnant from... sitting on a toilet seat or swimming in a pool with some guys.
Harry: Oh, no.