Jill: [on the phone] Where are you?
Tim: I'm still here in the lobby. Boy, you wouldn't believe the line for these free kimonos.
Jill: Well, forget about it. With what I've got in mind, we don't need kimonos.
Tim: [sighs] [man groans]
Jill: What was that?
Tim: Uh, that's two guys fighting over the last extra-large. I'm gonna see if I can't help out here, and I'll call you back. Bye-bye.

Tim: [groans]
Mike: Tim, these masseuses really get the blood flowing, don't they?
Tim: Yeah. I just wish she was a little heavier.
Bud: So, Mike, what do you think? We got ourselves a deal?
Mike: I think we're gettin' there. What do you think, Tim?
Tim: Yeah! I just wish she'd hurry up. I think she's putting footprints on my liver.

Tim: [on the phone] Hello?
Jill: Where are you?
Tim: I'm still in the lobby.
Jill: I called the front desk, and they don't give away complimentary kimonos.
Tim: Well, not anymore. After that big fight. You know what they're calling it? The gunfight at the O.K. Kimono. Ha-ha.