Party of Five Season 5 Episode 3

Bailey: You're in serious trouble, man.
Charlie: Why? How do you figure?
Bailey: Well, there's gonna come a day when she walks through the door four hours after her curfew and she's got a hickey on her neck the size of a baseball and she declares her undying love for a guy who's got a tattoo on his bicep that reads 'Born Dead' - a guy named Meat, and that's not even his nickname. Man, I should just start saving for your bail now.

Bailey: There'll be another Diana Salinger in the world.

Josh: It's me, it's obviously me. It's something I'm doing, or not doing. It's my overbite, or my deodorant. Whatever it is, it's okay, sometimes these things are just chemical.
Julia: Josh, it is so not you.
Josh: It's not?
Julia: It's him.
Josh: Him. Him?

Charlie: It's not like that for Daphne. Trust me, if Daphne knows what she's having, it's harder to act like it's just a basketball she's been carrying around.

Charlie: I was thinking maybe we could name her Diana.
Daphne: As in Princess?
Charlie: As in my mother.
Daphne: Oh. Wow. Well, that's gonna kinda be a problem for me, Charlie, because my next-door neighbor growing up, her name was Diana, Diana Didario, and we would call her the Italian Sub, and everytime I hear the name Diana I think of this extremely fat girl who shaved my dog because I wouldn't give her my Twinkie.

Julia: Where's Maggie?
Ned: Are you kidding? She thinks these movies are... I wanna get this right... an exploitation of women, a celebration of violence, and the ultimate proof that at the lowest common denominator, nothing gets our juices flowing like pain and cruelty.
Julia: Well, if she's gonna be *that* way about it...

Bailey: I was kinda goin' for a sleak contemporary vibe in here, but if you're thinking more along the lines of romper room...