Dallas

Arlen: You don't know anything about me or my habits. So kindly get out of my house before I sic the police on both of you. Miss Ellie: We're going to get that proof, Atticus. And when we do, we'll be siccing the police on you.

Stephanie: You hardly touched your food. Don't say you didn't like it. This is one of the most popular restaurants in Dallas. J.R.: Well, it may be popular with the crowd you run around with, but as far as I'm concerned, they should spend less time painting a pretty picture and more time makin' it taste good.

Serena: (about Stephanie) From the way her ex-husband talked about her, I thought he was describing a female you. J.R.: (chuckling) She doesn't deserve the compliment. Serena: (laughing) Maybe not, but she's smart, enterprising and devious. Sounds like your psychic twin.

Cliff: I've got news for you. The only reason J.R.'d have any interest in my success is if he got something out of it. So do me a favor, the next time he shows up in your office, just slam the door in his face. Stephanie: What is it with you two? I mean, I've heard the stories aobut him, but I always thought that they were highly exaggerated. Cliff: Absolutely true. He's a lying, cheating, stealing son of a... female dog. You don't have to look up Antichrist in the dictionary. You just spend a day with him.

Serena: J.R., I don't think my seeing Phil tonight is gonna do any good. He's still in love with Stephanie. J.R.: Oh, that's crazy. Now, no man going through a divorce is as much in love with his wife as he was on his wedding day. That's for sure.

McKay: (to James) Well, well, you are your father's son after all.

McKay: I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I had nothing to do with the zoning laws. Michelle: Well, the lie detector needle just went off the scale.

April: I could get use to this. Beth: Sure you could, until the sweet little angel gets motion sickness and throws up all over your new silk blouse. April: Do you see silk anywhere on me? Beth: Got a point, but don't tell me you don't have a closet full of silk back in Dallas. God, I bet you even have silk dish towels in your kitchen.

J.R.: Most people aren't fit to lick my boots, but it's different with Mama and John Ross. Their approval means everything to me. Serena: So you don't want to come off looking like the bad guy? J.R.: No, I don't. I am doing everything I can do to save my marriage, and when Cally leaves me, as I assure you she will, there won't be a person on Earth that doesn't feel sorry for ol' J.R. (laughs)