Living Single Season 3 Episode 6

Russell: Oh child! The blasted girl has sent us back into the dark ages!
Ivan: Yes! Prayer works!

Ivan: Well, then I guess that's it. You mind if I wander around aimlessly, just thinking about what might have been?
Khadijah: Knock yourself out.
Ivan: I'm thinking about that, too.

Ivan: Might I add that this computer cannot provide you with love and support?
Khadijah: It also won't stalk me.

Russell: As soon as this computer is installed, I'm gonna take the old one out back and beat it till I'm dizzy!

Russell: Crazy family. Spending each other's money and hugging before dawn. I tell you, it's Babylon!

Khadijah: Well, if I get a little intense, it's only because Flavor is our dream.
Synclaire: No, our dream was to be on Soul Train. But that never happened, Miss Refuse to Wear a Midriff!

Kyle: You know, Khadijah, there's got to be a more modern computer out there. You know, one where the screen doesn't dim when you stop pedaling.

Regine: What do three firecrackers mean?
Khadijah: It means if Regine doesn't mind her own business, it may blow up in her face.

Max: Hands off, Thumbelina. This is not for your prying eyes.

Overton: You washed as many cars as Khadijah.
Synclaire: Well, actually, I just made bubbles with the soap and played elephant with the hose.

Regine (reading about Synclaire's seminar): 'Harvey Keitel's How to Kill, Die and Play the Piano Naked'.

Max: Listen Kyle, you open up that book, your face will melt like wax. It's that whole 'Raiders of the Lost Ark' thing.
Kyle: Well, I'll take my chances. After all, I've seen you in the morning and survived.

Synclaire: You know I've always had a problem standing up for myself.
Khadijah: You're getting better. Just last week, remember what you said to that guy? "Hey man, I said original, not extra crispy, and I meant it!"

(Khadijah taps Synclaire's shoulder to wake her. )
Synclaire: Mommy, I don't wanna go to school!

Max: Why'd you draw jumper cables next to my name?
Kyle: Wouldn't you like to know? Come Simba, let's eat.

Kyle: What would you say to the proposal that we burn our black books?
Max: I have an even better idea. Why don't you just pluck out my eyeballs and use them for fruit salad?

Overton: Why don't you burn those black books, man?
Kyle: And while we're destroying national monuments, why don't I just go tip over Stonhenge?

Khadijah: Well, I'll tell you this. If you ever do make it as an actress, you'll never be on the cover of Flavor!
Synclaire: Right! Because you won't have the graphic capability!

Synclaire: I'm an actress. Synclaire James, in Technicolor and surround sound.
Regine: Ooh, the audience is listening!

Khadijah: So I just stood there as they wheeled my big, beautiful computer away. (manic tone) I'm gonna kill Synclaire!
Synclaire: Hey everybody! I'm home!
Overton: Oh, she announces herself. Man, that's like the Christians yelling, 'Hey lions, we're here!'

Regine: I can't believe Max even coded the phone numbers... (Sees Max and Kyle). Two eggs beaten lightly. Bake at 350. Serves twelve. Say, thanks for the recipes, Max.

Overton: Regine, you got some money for Synclaire?
Regine: Yeah, sure. Let me just go get my checkbook. You two stay here and hold your breath.

Regine: Synclaire, do you really think you can learn something just by watching actors? You've been watching me for years, yet you still dress like that.

Ivan: You mind if I wander around aimlessly, thinking about what might have been?
Khadijah: Knock yourself out.
Ivan: I'm thinking about that, too.