Cheers

Diane: I've been hungry for Italian all day. What do you say about an Italian restaurant? Andy-Andy: Anywhere but Theomilano's. That's bad memories for me. I killed a waitress there. Sam: (to a horrified Diane) We'll double [date].

Sam: At least my dates don't count the number of letters in a sentence. Diane: Your dates can't form sentences.

Andy: What if she doesn't like me? Sam: It's okay, she doesn't like anybody.

Norm: Sam, watching you prepare for a date is like watching a great matador prepare for a bullfight.

Sam: Carla, who do I know would be a good match for Diane? Carla: What about tha guy you used to play ball with, Fred Wilson? Sam: Fred's dead, Carla. Carla: So she has to drive.

Sam: How was Diane on a scale of 100? Walter: 29.

Coach: Beer, Norm? Norm: That's that sudzy amber stuff, right? Been hearing good things about it.

Gretchen (to Norm): What are looking at endomorph? Norm: Nothing, sir.

Sam: Would you just admit that you're hung up on me, dammit?!! Diane: I am not! Sam: You are too! Diane: I am not! Sam: You are too! Norm: Please, please, do you think I would behave this way in your home?