Philip: Yes, well, we had a nice long chat while we were walking up the driveway and it seems you two gals have a lot in common.
Hattie: Oh, isn't that nice? What?
Mrs. Sweeting: I crochet. I play cards. Did I mention I crochet?
Hilary: Excuse me, I just remembered I have some pantyhose soaking upstairs.
Vivian: [loudly] Mrs. Sweeting, may I ask what you're making?
Mrs. Sweeting: An afghan. That's what I make, afghans, only afghans. Not scarves, not tablecloths, not doilies.
Carlton: I think I'll go translate the Dead Sea Scrolls.
Ashley: Well, I'll go with you. You can never learn that stuff too early.
Philip: While you two ladies get acquainted I think I'll go check and see what Geoffrey's doing in the kitchen.
Mrs. Sweeting: Bitchin'? Is he going surfing? I thought we were gonna have lunch.
Hattie: Well, I wish I could stay. It's so nice getting to know your friends but Will and I have to go...
Will: Bungee jumping.
Hattie: Oh, that's right. Nice meeting you, Miss Sweet Thing. Come on, honey.