Ally McBeal

Larry: I have a slight problem with your lament on prioritising sex as you come in here wafting of vanilla wearing a $2000 outfit designed to punctuate every contour of your body looking very much like the women in the magazines except I don't have the luxury of turning the page. As for locating self-worth in physical appearance, I'm sure there's a mirror somewhere in your little Prada purse, and as much as you might hate the idea of being the object of a man's desires, what you truly loathe is the idea that one day you might not be. And the questions burning deep deep DEEP down to the lip gloss is... Has that day already arrived? Ally: You are the biggest ass I have ever met! Larry: Perhaps this is where you kiss it goodbye.

Ally (to Larry): I am sorry that I called you the biggest ass I've ever met. I'm sure that there is at least one bigger, I just can't remember.

Ally: Do you think Brian is a little... dull? Renée: Honestly? Ally: Of course. Renée: He's so dull I've lost interest in the question.

Elaine: There's very very few decent guys out there, and in this day of sexually transmitted diseases, the odds of landing one become even tougher. Ally: I don't follow. Elaine: They're all wearing condoms. It's harder to trap them by getting pregnant.