Living Single Season 1 Episode 7

Regine: My what lovely glasses. I bet you could start a campfire with these.
Max: Regine give the woman back her glasses. Please

Regine: I'm telling you, sue this old woman. She probably been socking away Social Security for years. That's our money anyway.

Regine: Khadijah you're gonna need a lawyer. Somebody call Max.
Synclaire: (yelling out the window) Max!
Regine: Must you scream out of the window like a no class low-life?
Max: (yelling back) Coming!

(Seeing Khadijah's jeep)
Kyle: Well, the good news is you can now drive from the back seat.

(Overton is having trouble moving a dresser)
Kyle: Are you trying to move that thing or give birth to it?
Overton: Why don't you put that briefcase down Mr. Businessman and you can help me with some real man's work.
Kyle: Here, my brother, here is what you need. A membership special down at the gym.
Overton: What I need is you on the other end of this dresser.
(They both try to moe it but are unsuccessful)
Overton: Thank goodness you here.

Judge Patterson: Are you a lawyer?
Khadijah: No, I'm a magazine editor.
Judge Patterson: Well, that's okay. I'm not really a judge. I sing in a choir. (Points at photo of Supreme Court) That's me there.

Max: Lose? Khadijah, I am Maxine Shaw, attorney-at-law. I lose weight. I lose patience. If you keep working my nerves, I may lose my mind. But I do not lose cases. So just get your butt used to leather, 'cause you're coming home from court in a Lexus!

Max: Don't touch me…unless you want to get burned!

Max: Maxine Shaw, your Honor. Counsel for the plaintiff.
Kyle (To Overton): Warn the townspeople. The beast is loose.

Max (to Regine): It's not gonna help Khadijah to perjure yourself. You've got to tell the truth.
Synclaire: You can't handle the truth! I've been waiting all night to say that.

Regine: Khadijah, this is what the legal system is for--to carefully examine both sides of a dispute and compensate those who may have been wronged. Oh, my neck!
Khadijah: Ain't nothin' wrong with your neck except wig burn.

Khadijah: Synclaire, this is an accident settlement. Why are you putting out snacks?
Synclaire: Chex Mix goes with every occasion, and keeps so well.

Max: Khadijah, you don't wanna do that. You don't wanna deal with those slimy bloodsuckers. What you need is a lawyer.