Diane Quote #568

Quote from Diane in Strange Bedfellows, Part 3

Diane: I have a question.
Sam: What? What are you--?
Phil Schumacher: Excuse me. What paper do you represent?
Diane: Hurley's Market Shopper's Guide.
Phil Schumacher: Uh, I'm afraid this is for newspaper reporters only.
Diane: Oh, I'm sorry. I thought this was America.
Janet Eldridge: No, no, Phil, it's okay. Hello again, Miss Chambers.
Diane: Hello, and thank you. Councillor, on the less political side, there seems to be a lot of interest in the two of you. Mr. Malone, would you care to comment on your plans for the future?
Sam: Yeah, I thought we'd grab a pizza, then try to catch a movie on the tube later on.
Diane: How delightful. But let me be a little more specific. The hottest topic in town is whether or not there are wedding bells in Sam and Janet's future. Can you confirm or deny these rumors? Why don't you give us a scoop.
Janet Eldridge: I'm sure there are more important issues to be discussed in this forum than that, Miss Chambers.

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 ‘Strange Bedfellows, Part 3’ Quotes

Quote from Norm

Norm: [enters] Afternoon, everybody.
All: Norm!
Woody: How you feeling today, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Poor.
Woody: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Norm: No, I meant, pour.

Quote from Woody

Diane: Woody? Woody? May I ask you a question?
Woody: Sure, if you're not fussy about the answer.
Diane: Has Sam ever talked to you about his feelings toward Miss Eldridge?
Woody: Well... I heard him say that he kind of likes her. But in my opinion, you and Sam make a much better couple.
Diane: Really?
Woody: Yeah. You're my two favorite people in the whole world.
Diane: Oh, Woody. [hugs him] Thank you.
Woody: Except for my parents.
Diane: I know.
Woody: And my teachers at school. Oh, wait a minute. I can put you ahead of my 8th grade teacher, Mr. Thorndike. He always had chalk on his suit and he smelled kind of funny. But, you know, I don't wanna hurt Mr. Thorndike's feelings, so let's just forget this conversation.
Diane: I was planning to, Woody.

Quote from Carla

Carla: Hey, whitey. About that dye job crack... I'm sorry.
Diane: You're sorry? I don't think I've heard you say that before. [Woody hands Diane drinks] Thanks, Woody.
Carla: Yeah, I know. But I figure it's about time. I mean, now that you're Boston's number-one loser, I'm feeling... I'm feeling kind of different about you.
Diane: I'm flattered.
Carla: In fact I wanna apologize for all the crummy things I've said to you over the years.
Diane: Why, thank you, Carla.
Carla: Except for that one about your lizard lips. I like that one.
Diane: Exception noted.
Carla: And you know, the one about you having a personality you could store meat in. I'd like to keep that one alive too.
Diane: This is so like you. Covering up what are obviously some very fine, warm feelings. But I happen to know what you're really saying is you like me.
Carla: You're touching me.
Diane: It's called communication.
Carla: No, it's called a death wish.