Haley: What is he talking about? What's Madison Avenue flu?
Phil: Oh. I-I may have mentioned that you had a- a budding interest in the promotional arts, and, total stroke of luck, Merv's assistant is very, very sick.
Haley: Wait a minute. You think my business is in the same universe as Carl's Auto Body toilet seat covers?
Phil: Carl just opened a third location because of that wizard.
Merv Schechter: You got two lives left, Taffy! Is this how you want to spend them?!
Haley: I don't need a job. I have one. What happened to "Team Gets It"?
Phil: Well, I don't gets it. Just seems like you're hanging out at clubs taking pictures with a bunch of party girls. I mean, I want to be hip, but none of this makes any sense to me. I just want what's best for you.
Haley: Nice pep talk. Oh, and thanks for underestimating me. You know, if you were Orville Redenbacher's dad, we wouldn't have airplanes!