Mr. Carlson: Well, Herb, what do you think? What we have here is an ad for Soul Suds Shampoo, a shampoo that's exclusively marketed to the hip black customer. Am I right?
Herb: Yes, sir.
Mr. Carlson: Then why are we looking at a picture of this really idiotic-looking white man?
Herb: (into the phone) You call yourselves printers? There were fifty photos of a black guy in a tuxedo holding a bottle of shampoo, and one photo of a white guy barbecuing, and you used the white guy! ... I don't care which photo I marked. I made the mistake and you people were supposed to catch it, that's what I pay you for. Don't you remember? I screw up everything! You should know that if it comes from me, it's wrong!

Johnny: Here's how we do it. We go into the supermarket. (to Bailey) You create a ruckus in the produce section. (to Venus) You grab the poster, slip it under your jacket, we're out the door!
Bailey: What kind of ruckus?
Johnny: I don't know, uh, something with mangoes.
Bailey: Mangoes?
Andy: (entering) Hey, Venus, don't worry about the posters; they'll be out of the supermarkets by tomorrow.
Venus: Thank goodness.
Bailey: Oh, too bad. I was just getting a mental picture of me and those mangoes.
Johnny: (interested) Yeah...?