Kyle's dream is to one day write a rock opera.
Kyle's list of fears:
Dr.Stangel: My dear, I have a PhD.
Anita: From where? Dr.Phil's university of crap?
Jennifer: (to Doug) You don't understand. I felt so close to you. That's why I knew, after we made love, if it didn't feel right with you, I'm not meant to be with any man.
Tim: What's wrong with some soft music, some scented candles and a little cuddling? That's right. I said it, cuddling!
Doug: Wow. That was great. I didn't expect all the moaning. I hope I wasn't too loud.
Tim: You know. We hang out. We kick it. We keep it real.
Dr. Stangel: And what the hell does that mean?
Tim: It means you know, we're chilling. Laying low. Representin'.
Kyle: You heard me say I'm the town whore right? Are we gonna get to that soon?
Dr. Stangel: Kyle, you've been a whore for 10 years. You can be one for two more minutes.
Dr. Stangel: So, what do we all need help with this week?
Kyle: Seems I'm the town whore.
Gloria: Yeah right. Like I'm not gonna get action from Kyle Screwster.
(Jennifer takes off her shirt)
Doug: Oh my. I should go home. (gets up and walks to the door)
Jennifer: Doug, this is your apartment.
Doug: It looks different with you in it.
Anita: (to Dr. Stangel) Hey, Margaret Thatcher. Zip it. The Americans are talking.
Doug: (Walking in the door) I turned Jennifer gay with my bad love making.