Harry: Well, I'm going with ya. Because I, too, have a wanderlust inspired by a different book.
Tommy: You do?
Harry: Indeed. And one day far from here, you and I will point our fingers at that bespectacled man with the sock hat and proudly say, "There's Waldo!"
Tommy: Harry, Waldo's a fictional character.
Harry: Ah, then it will be that much sweeter... when we find him.

Sally: Wait, wait, hold on, not to take anything away from you all, right, but my guy's no slouch in the sack, either. Now remember, Don's a public servant. He stays 'til the job gets done.
Don: Sally, please.
Dick: Hey, hey, hey, Donny.
Sally: You know, until I met Don, I had no idea you could get a cramp in your boobs. Oh, you can.

Dick: Hey, hey, how about that movie?
Sally: Oh, I know! That couple had so much passion for each other. That's how my Donny makes me feel when he looks into me eyes.
Don: Aww.
Mary: I dunno, I thought a few of those love scenes were a little gratuitous.
Dick: Mary, I'm surprised you're so prudish. Especially since she's such a hellcat between the sheets.
Mary: Dick!
Dick: No, it's true. What Mary does to my back with her nails is art.
Mary: Oh, stop it.
Dick: "Stop it?" "Stop it?" That's something you'll never hear her say under the sheets.