Ally McBeal

Larry: You never know for sure when it's your turn to speak around here.

John: It's my concentration level. It's not what it used to be, Richard. I can't get him if there are other people in the room distracting me, and I used to be able to. Richard: John, lots of people have trouble dancing with make-believe disco behemoths when there are others present.

John: Not everything is like chicken, counsel.

Larry: As thou speaketh my feet itcheth.

Ally: How do you feel about it? Renée: She can have him, Ally. That man runs about as deep as an inkwell. Which means, I suppose, Ling might drown.

Richard: When a woman shaves her legs before going to work in the morning instead of before getting into bed at night, it's over, no exceptions.

Ling: You do my knee and I'll give you hair.

Ling: A woman hasn't got true control over a man until her hand is on the dumb stick.