We can see Ted McGinley's legs through the door, waiting for Amanda Bearse to exit.
Marcy: Wow, a Caribbean cruise. Sounds romantic.
Peg: Oh, it is.
Marcy: Al must hate it.
Peg: He does.
(someone knocks on the door and says "Yoo-hoo!")
Al: Don't answer that. That's a trap.
Jefferson: What kind of trap?
Al: You know, they say "yoo-hoo", you open the door, they slap two pieces of bread around you, and you're never heard from again.
Jefferson: Excuse me, Gretchen, but, uh, I thought all the passengers were... (Al whispers in his ear) ...jurassic.
Marcy: Why must you always be so negative?
Al: Why did you cross the road?
(On the ship)
Al: It's like 20,000 Leagues under the sea, Except I'm married to the Giant Squid.
Peg: Kelly, I am so glad you're home. I'm entering this new contest and I need you to think of something clever.
(Bud clears his throat)
Peg: Bud, is something wrong?
Bud: Yeah, you just asked someone with the I.Q. of mustard to think of something clever.
(Peg's hair looks horrid)
Peg: (whining) I can't go out in public like this!
Al: Oh, I know you can't sweetheart, I know you can't. Come on, Jefferson, let's go.
Peg: You can't go either!
Al: WHY?! My hair don't look like crap!!
Al: Thank you, Peg, for booking me on the Titanic!
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