Carla: Hey, Ed, gimme a break. I mean, I've been working damn hard and I'm better.
Ed: Yeah?
Carla: Yes.
Ed: Boston stinks. [Carla turns away and stands perfectly still with a distant expression on her face] This bar stinks.
Sam: [to the crowd] No, it's all right.
Ed: You're a crummy waitress.
Sam: Now, wait a minute.
Dr. Graham: No, let it go. [to Carla] You're doing wonderfully.
Coach: Hang in there, Carla.
Ed: You're short. You're obnoxious. You're a terrible dresser!
Carla: That's low.
Ed: Sam Malone was a terrible pitcher! Ted Williams was overrated! Bobby Orr was a wimp!
Sam: Uh, Eddie, I'd stay away from hockey.
Ed: Ah-ha! I hit a soft spot, huh? OK. The Bruins are a bunch of ugly, stupid sissies!
Sam: C'mon, Ed, I mean, how much more do you need?
Ed: OK, Sam. I'm gonna drop the whole thing. [Carla cheers] Working here is punishment enough.