Officer Dan: Al, what did you get Peggy for your anniversary?
Al: Well it depends on the year. First year is paper. So I put a big bag over her head. I can't wait for the plastic anniversary!
Iqbal: Mr. D'Arcy, should I continue to charge the lap-dances on your wifes' credit card?
Jefferson: Sure. It's her anniversary too. Oh, and uh, have one yourself Iqbal.
Tattoo Artist: I need a shot.
Al: (With his Fist up) I'll give you a shot.
Police Radio Operator: The mayor have been taken hostage. All available units...
Officer Dan: (turns off his radio) Bla, bla, bla.
Jefferson: So my tattoo said; I Love M-A-R-Y.
Kelly: Yeah, so? M-A-R-Y, Marcy.
Bud: There's a C in Marcy, Kelly.
Kelly: M-A-R-Y-C? Ah, the C is silent.