Shayla: Well, Max, I owe you 5 dollars. Remember? I bet you, you'd be the first one to take the plunge.
Max: Why don't you hold onto it? You hold onto things so well.
Chris: Max, I heard all about you.
Max: Funny, I had you pictured a little differently. I thought you'd be a man.
Max: You know, back in school, she bet me I'd be the first one to jump the broom.
Regine: So she drank pretty much around the clock.
Max: Regine, why don't you click your heels three times and go to hell?
Kyle: Should you require a tour of our fair city, I am the ultimate guide to Gotham.
Chris: Great. You can show us all the lesbian hangouts. (Max snaps in a circle)
Overton: You okay, shawty?
Kyle: Max just left the building with two beautiful gay women.
Overton: You soured that woman on the whole male species
Shayla: Look, Max, I know a dropped a bomb--
Max: But what-- what? I mean, one minute I'm waiting to check out Mr. Right, the next I'm wondering how she handles PMS.
Shayla: I tried to tell you for years, but every time I called, I just couldn't find the words.
Max: 'I'm gay' is a real toll saver.
Synclaire: So, Peppermint Patty...is she, or isn't she?
Max: You all through college, I went through men like water. I mean, what does it say about me that my closest relationship was with a gay woman?
Synclaire: Well Max, I don't claim to know everything about homosexuality.
Regine: Yeah, well, that will be a big relief to the gay community.
Synclaire: But it seems to me that if someone gets to know you, warts and all-- and still cares about you very deeply, that's the best kind of friend, isn't it?
Max: Synclaire, it's time for you and Lamp Chop to sing a night-night song.
Khadijah: Max, lemme ask you somethin'. The entire time that y'all roomed together did she ever try to come on to you?
Khadijah: Well, okay, so she played it cool. That's how much your friendship meant to you.
Max: Don't make me go re-think this. I've already come up with a bitterness that I feel very comfortable with.
Max: You didn't think I could handle having a roommate that was gay?
Shayla: No. I didn't think you could handle having a roommate who was in love with you. (commerical break)
Max: Now wait, a minute. You felt w-what? You... You said what?
Shayla: See? I knew you couldn't handle it.
Max: I'm handling. What... When? Uh, how long have you been in, uh...? You know, felt that way about me?
Shayla: When we first met in the dorm and you introduced yourself as Max, the Maverick I didn't know what to make of you. Then before I knew it, we were best friends, then I realized I was in trouble.
Max: There's got to be a beer in here some where.
Shayla: I mean, there I was in the back seat of Dexter Finnely's, Firebird, wonderin' what kinda person has sex with sunglasses on? Then I realized that I'd rather be with you.
Max: But you knew I was straight, right?
Shayla: Well, I did wonder. Every time you'd rant about how men were like snorting warthogs without charm.
Max: It was those volleyball shorts I used to wear, wasn't it?
Shayla: It was a lotta things, Max. I mean, you're an incredible woman. I mean, for years I kept comparing you to everybody I met. Then Chris came along, I realized I stopped comparin'. I realized she's the one.
Max: Well, I'm glad that you found someone that you could be yourself around. Of course, I'm assuming that she knows you're gay. I'm sure it'll be a beautiful ceromony.
Shayla: You're gonna be there, right?
Max: Well, gee, I don't know Shay, what would other people think? With everyone whispering about the other woman.
Shayla: Fine, Max. Don't come. The reception hall doesn't allow children anyway. And by the way, those volleyball shorts? They weren't all that.
Overton: That ain't no lovers' quarrel. See, he's just mad 'cause he thinks I'm wearing his clothes.
Synclaire: Oh, Overton! You look good enough to bury.
Kyle: You're just like the rest of them...afraid of men.
Synclaire: But that's Khadijah's friend Jamie. She's straight.
Kyle: So she says.
Khadijah: What the hell is this?
Regine: I'm thinking of our guests. You know I'm cute. And you know how enticing I usually look. Why put out the banquet if they can't eat?
Khadijah: Well, you succeded. You definatly look like a sack lunch.
Synclaire: All right. I'll admit I'm not up on lesbian etiquette. It's not like I've ever known any before.
Khadijah: Mmm-hmm. Aunt Gladys was gay.
Synclaire: Aunt Gladys was not gay. She just never found the right man. Like her roommate, Aunt Hazel.
Kyle: A good pleat should gallop down the thigh, not stagger out of the gate and collapse.
Synclaire: Are we still talking about clothing?
Max: When did she tell you?
Khadijah: Just a little bit before you, that's all.
Max: How much before?
Khadijah: Junior year.
Max: Dong, dingity, dong, dong, dong! I mean, god, does everybody know? Is the joke on me?
Khadijah: Max, she just wanted to tell you in her own time.
Max: Well, when would that be, after the second turkey baster baby?
Khadijah: I don't know why she waited all this time, but she told you. Now deal with it.
Max: But I told her every grisly detail of my life. Including that little romp in the cafeteria with Benny the plate-scraper.
Khadijah: You never told me about that.
Max: See how it feels?
Erika Alexander and Karen Malina White appeared together in the latter episodes of The Cosby Show. After the show ended its run, White's character was transferred to A Different World.