Carla: Great, now I got to work another Saturday night by myself. Sam, you promised you weren't going to boink any more waitresses in this joint unless it was me.

Cliff: I just thank God I don't have an alcoholic personality.
Carla: You don't have a personality.
Cliff: Carla, I'm going to resist the temptation of hurling a rejoinder in your direction primarily out of the respect I bear for members of your gender.
Carla: Please make sure that's all you bare for members of my gender.

Cliff: And then after being in the Everglades a couple of days, Seminole Indians found me and made me the honorary mail carrier of the tribe.