Cheers

Carla: Wait a minute. I'm standing in a room full of idiots. Rebecca: What's your point?

Rebecca: Carla, you're not going to do anything illegal, are you? Carla: What makes you say that? (pulls ski mask over face)

Sam: You think Gary's cute? Rebecca: Yeah he got a real cool face and a nice body. Look kinds like an athlete. Sam: Hey what am I? Rebecca: Jealous.

Lilith: (to the pest control workers) If you should run across any white [rats] about yay big (holds out hands), I'd be happy to give you $4 a piece for them. Pest control guy: What do you use them for? Carla: Snacks.

Gary: Uh oh Malone's back and this time he brought some muscle.

Carla: Hey Al, why aren't you at Cheers? Al: Holy mackerel. This isn't Cheers?

Carla: I'd like to do something to Gary to make him really miserable. Cliff: Why don't you marry him?

Cliff: Who was the guy at the end of the bar drinking imported beer? Norm: Very suspicious. You know none of us can afford that stuff.

Sam: Did I miss anything? Carla: No, no. Just an average day. We refilled the pretzel bowls, played a little darts, pantsed Wade Boggs, watched a little TV.