Bob: Kitty? Kitty? That was the third whistle, and Midge and WB still haven't switched. Look at her laughing at him. He's not even funny. I haven't once heard him say, "Knock, knock."
William Barnett: Okay, wait, I have a good one. Knock, knock.
Bob: Damn it. I'm not gonna stand for you throwing yourself at every guy you meet. Midge, we're going home.
Midge: Until you're ready to trust me, I'm not going anywhere. In fact, I'm leaving.
Red: Where are you going?
Midge: To lock myself in your bathroom.
Red: What's wrong with your bathroom?
Midge: I can't go there, there's too many painful memories of sexy showers with Bob.
Kitty: See, I told you people do that.