Diane: Oh my God Sam, I've made you a babbling idiot.
Sam: Who are you calling a babbling idiot?
Diane: You don't have to get upset. I'm actually criticizing myself.
Sam: You just called me a babbling idiot and you're criticizing yourself? Do me a favor let me criticize me for awhile. You're sickening.
Phillip: Let's go to bed.
Diane: You want to make love?
Phillip: No, I always take a nap with a blonde in the afternoon.
Coach: What's up, Normy?
Norm: The temperature under my collar, Coach.
[Sam looks at Philip Semenko's abstract painting of Diane.]
Sam: [impressed] Wow.
Diane: Do you know the diffrence between you and a fat brained ass?
Diane: The fat brained ass would.
Sam: Speaking of fat brained asses, you're about to get dumped on yours.
(Diane slaps Sam, he slaps her back)
Diane: How dare you slap me?
(Diane slaps Sam again, he slaps her back again)
Diane: Don't you ever hit me again!
Sam: Like hell.
(They carry on slapping each other)
Norm returns to the Hungry Heifer, despite saying he hated the place.