Diane Quote #325

Quote from Diane in Coach in Love, Part 2

Sam: Hey, Diane. Surprise. Found something else of yours lying around my place. Remember this?
Diane: Good Lord. Is that for wearing or signalling aircraft?
Sam: Well, this is your teddy, isn't it?
Diane: I don't know which of your mindless bimbi left that in your apartment. If she paid money for it, she should be seen to and chemically altered.
Sam: Hey, what, you don't like the color?
Diane: What made you think that was mine?
Sam: Well, you're the only person I know that shops at those fancy French places.
Diane: "The House of Ooh La La". Get it away from me. It's horrendous.

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 ‘Coach in Love, Part 2’ Quotes

Quote from Diane

Sam: Well, she can't stop thinking about me. Obviously, little Miss Sue has a bad case of Sammy-itis.
Diane: Sometimes known as the swine flu. Sam, admit it. The poor woman had a low threshold for overbearing bores.
Sam: Well, I got an idea. Maybe I could send her a relief map of my body.
Diane: Or you could send her a life-sized portrait of your brain. I know a good miniaturist.
Sam: No, that's not sexy enough.

Quote from Carla

Sam: Oh, Carla, I hate to criticize, but I can't believe you actually read these sleazy scandal sheets. I mean, look at this. Even I'm above this. "Big Foot Stole My Wife." "Have Aliens Taken Over Your Pet?" I mean, this is garbage!
Carla: For your information, Sam, I don't read those articles. I think they're just as stupid as you do. I get it because they happen to have a great crossword puzzle. OK, let's see. Seven across. Five-headed cow born in Vermont. Maybelle. Uh, sixteen across. State with the most UFO babies. Arkansas.
Sam: I don't believe it.
Carla: Thirty-two across, aphrodisiac found in every kitchen cabinet. Oh, I don't know what that one is. Let me see what fourteen down is. Where Franco's brain is being kept alive. Fish tank. OK, so, the fifth letter of the aphrodisiac is an A. Now I remember. Oregano. [Sam writes it down] Trash.

Quote from Cliff

Cliff: Your Florida tan is far deeper, far richer, than your ordinary, common run-of-the-mill tan. As a matter of fact, I've got a patch over here. I'll show you the distinction.
Norm: I see Cliff found somebody he hasn't bored to death with his Florida spiel yet.
Carla: Marco Polo didn't talk about his trip this much.
Cliff: You see how the rayon sock-
Man: Whoa, gee, it's seven o'clock! You wonder where the evening's gone.
Cliff: Ah, I'll remember where I was.
Man: Yeah, so will l.