Rebecca: Woody, I don't think things are working out with Kelly.
Woody: Oh, well, that's my fault. I'm afraid of commitment.
Rebecca: Woody, I mean here at the bar. I mean, she's a big distraction to you; your work is suffering; and, and this bar fight is just the last straw. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to let her go.
Woody: Well, I guess that was a tough decision for you to make, Ms. Howe.
Rebecca: Yeah, well, sometimes managers have to learn how to give bad news to employees. So go fire your girlfriend, Woody. Hey, I'm getting better at that. I think I'll go get a facial. I earned it.

Woody: Ms. Howe.
Rebecca: Yes? What do you want?
Woody: Well, uh, listen, I've had a lot of time to think since I quit, and, uh, I've done a little growing up and, and, and if you haven't filled my old position yet, I'd like to...
Rebecca: Woody!
Woody: l-l-l know that I'll have to go back to starting wages and, and that I'll lose my seniority.
Rebecca: Woody.
Woody: l-l-l know it'll take me a few weeks to-
Rebecca: Woody, just shut up and get to work! God!
Woody: Boy, they sure aren't very nice to new employees.

Lilith: We realize it's short notice, but this dinner tonight is something we simply cannot miss. We're desperate to get a sitter.
Rebecca: I would really like to help you guys out, but children make me nervous. I'm afraid I'm gonna drop them.
Frasier: Oh, Rebecca holding a baby is the simplest thing in the world.
Rebecca: [glass breaks] I'm sorry. What did you say?
Frasier: Thanks anyway.

Woody: Kelly, how was class?
Kelly: [sighs heavily] I'd rather not talk about it. I'm sorry, Woody. I didn't mean to jump down your throat like that.
Woody: Well, uh, what's wrong?
Kelly: Well, my final project for sociology is an in-depth study of a past work experience. And I've never had a job. I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Carla: Well, let me get this straight. You can't do your little school project because you're stinkin' rich and you never had to work a day in your life?
Kelly: Yeah.
Carla: And I used to complain because I had no shoes.

Kelly: I feel so out of place in my sociology class. Do you know what it's like to sit in school all day and not contribute anything?
Woody: Well, it's been a long time, but that sounds familiar.

Woody: Uh, Ms. Howe, do you think Kelly could work here for a while? I know she doesn't have any experience...
Rebecca: I don't think so, Woody.
Woody: Oh, well, I just thought I'd ask. It's no big deal.
Kelly: Look, Woody. It says here I can make $10,000 a week being an escort.
Woody: Okay, Ms. Howe, now it's a big deal. Please, please, let her work here. You can always use an extra hand and you don't have to pay her. Yeah, it's just for the experience.
Rebecca: All right, Woody, all right. As a favor to you. But this is a real business. This is not a training ground.
We need people to work here who really know what they're doing. [glass breaks] Tell her to wear shoes.

Norm: Who's ready, huh? You thirsty? Come on.
Pete: Norm, come on. Let us buy a round.
Norm: I insist. Kelly, another round for my friends here, okay?
Kelly: Okay, Mr. Peterson, but my hands are getting sore from all that erasing.
Norm: Now, now, Kelly, you wanted a real job. You can't go through life getting everything handed to you for free. Let's get some beer over here.
Norm: How about you fellows? You ready?
Construction Worker: Oh, we've really got to get back to the site, Norm.
Norm: Come on. You're only working on the second floor.
Cliff: Yeah!
Norm: A round for these guys.

Pete: Hey-hey-hey, isn't that that Henri?
Cliff: Oh, yeah, it's Pepe LePew himself. Yeah, he's got a lot of guts showing his sleazy Gallic mug around this place.
Norm: Yeah. If I was, uh, Woody, I'd have popped that guy a long time ago, you know?
Henri: Hello, fellows!
All: Hey, Henri! What do you say? Buy you a beer?
Norm: And he's such a phony, you know?

Henri: Uh, Woody, loan me ten dollars until payday.
Woody: When's payday?
Henri: How do I know? You're the one who's working. Kelly! What are you doing with those drinks?
Kelly: Hello, Henri. I'm working here for a while. Isn't that exciting?
Henri: Yes, you are! Serve me a drink so that I may pinch your bottom as you leave.
Woody: Henri, I wish you'd stop saying things like that.
Henri: Well, Woody, but I am the customer, and the customer is always right.
Woody: Darn. Got me on a technicality.

Carla: You know, if this Kelly thing works out, I might finally be able to take my vacation. The last one I had was three years ago when I went to Graceland for a weekend. But now I got six weeks saved up. I'm gonna take me a real vacation.
Norm: Where are you gonna go?
Carla: Graceland.