Becker: You did the right thing.
Reggie: Good for me, I get to curl up with my conscience tonight.
Becker: Don't bother me with logic, I'm working off of spite here. Wear something roomy.
Reggie: Oh, don't be such a hard-ass.
Becker: I said no nicknames!
Reggie: If I have to beg, I will.
Becker: Alright, let's see what you got.
Reggie: We really liked each other.
Becker: Reg, he's married. Everyone looks good.
Reggie: I'm meeting Richard for lunch today.
Jake: Reg, you know that after eating you'll want to stretch your legs, which leads to taking a walk which leads to your apartment which leads to sex.
Reggie: Fine. Maybe I'll just meet him for dessert.
Jake: Bad idea. You'll eat too much which leads to feeling fat, which leads to changing clothes which leads to sex.
Jake: Coffee? Coffee breath, which leads to mint which leads to a motel, which leads to sex.
Reggie: Can we meet for water?
Jake: Water? Why don't you just do it in the street?
Becker: Not everything I ate tonight really likes everything else I ate tonight.
(Sara is showing off her vacation pictures)
Bob: Oh, look the baby whales come right up on the beach.
Sara: Those are my children.
Bob: No way! I mean, cute kids.
Reggie (to Becker): I almost had an affair and you paid three hundred dollars for dinner. It's a first in both of our lives.
Becker: Oh Paul, it just occured to me that I might need something to wash all this down.
Paul: A hose perhaps?
Reggie: Why would you want to go out with them again?
Becker: Last night she fed her two fat kids on my dime, but tonight I'm the fatty and she's buying.
Sara: Richard, the kids and I spent five glorious days in Bermuda. That's an island.
Jake: Yes. Filled with white people longing to be brown.
Jake: So, you had lunch with Richard?
Reggie: We talked.
Jake: Did you talk about the fact that he's married?
Reggie: Every relationship has obstacles.
Becker: Sixty bucks for a salad and ice tea? Oh God! I'm never going to get over this.
Becker: Reggie, where's my credit card? I couldn't sleep a wink, knowing that you had it.
Richard: Your boyfriend is very nice.
Reggie: Oh, well, he's not...
Richard: Not what? Not your boyfriend or not nice?
Reggie: Actually, he's neither.
Reggie: I didn't bring my purse, I couldn't find one that goes with this dress.
Becker: Your shoes don't go with the dress, and you brought them.
Margaret: You're late.
Linda: You're early. And with what you pay me you should be happy I'm here at all.
Reggie: Look, Becker, I'm grasping at straws here. I'm dateless and I'm desperate.
Becker: You know, add easy and lonely and stick it in the Village Voice, I bet you'll scare up someone.
(Becker hold the door open for Sara)
Sara: Thank you. Such a gentleman.
Becker: Yeah, a gentleman who just found a quarter.
Jake: Why would you eat off a stranger's plate?
Bob: Because I didn't like what you ordered.