Divine: I'll tell you what. I'll predict your football game, I'll keep the money with me, and I'll also predict the big quake. If the football score is correct, then I'll just...
Mayor Quail: No, that's unacceptable. The money will stay here under constant guard. If you are correct, you'll return and collect the money in this valise.
Divine: There's $10,000,000 in there?
Mayor Quail: Well, $50 in cash, the rest in traveler's checks. Not a good idea to carry more than $50 cash.
Rosa: Mayor Quail, let my people go.
Divine: (to the Mathnetters, who attempt to bust her) You are beneath toe jam!
George: Boy, Kate. New York City. This is exciting.
Kate: Uh-huh. Ever been there? New York City, I mean?
George: Oh, sure.
Kate: I haven't. What's it like?
George: It's my kinda town, New York is.
Kate: That's Chicago, George.
George: Oh. I thought Chicago was a toddlin' town.
Kate: I don't think you've been in New York.
George: Well, maybe not in it. But I flew over it once.
Kate: I see.
George: I couldn't. It was cloudy. But I do know the Bronx is up and the battery's down, and people ride in a hole in the ground. (laughs)
Kate: Uh-huh. It's a wonderful town.
George: You know, Kate, I was wondering. What do you suppose ever happened to Sybil Divine?
Captain Tierney: From the flight deck again, this is the captain, John Talespin Tierney.
(cut to Divine's mugshot)
Captain Tierney: Sybil Divine was tried in a criminal court in Los Angeles, in and for the state of California. She was found guilty of a 401.13: Fraud, and a 517.3: Attempted extortion, and tucked snugly away from society for a minimum of 10 years and a maximum of 12 years. Miss Divine predicted she would be out sooner than that. She was wrong again.