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: My friend Nolan told me this thing about men and sex, that they think about it 238 times a day and when they do they adjust their belts. Tom Bartlett
: That's ridiculous, no, no, not the belt- I meant the amount. That's ridiculous. Do the math I'm awake maybe 17 hours a day. Times 60 would be 1020, divided by 238, that would be sex about every 4 minutes... yeah, yeah, that's about right. Amanda Shelton
: I've been here 20 minutes.
: I think I've loved you since that first day in the market. Amanda Shelton
: You mean the day I had my hand up your pants. Men are so easy. Tom Bartlett
: Oh yeah.
: If the broom fits, ride it!
: I love shoes. Brian in Shoes
: Me too Mr. Bartlett. Tom Bartlett
: I love how we sell shoes. I love how we sell them in twos, it's so... Noah's ark!
: It's like riding a bicycle. The first nine times you fall off but the tenth time you can go on for miles.
: She cursed me. She said in this creepy little voice, a man's character is his destiny... Lois McNally
: Oh... She's a wise witch. She casts her spells in proverbs.
: That's impossible. Tom Bartlett
: Why's that? Amanda Shelton
: One good sexual thought takes at least 20 minutes.
: Very bold plate selection, I might add. Explains the outfit. Amanda Shelton
: To eliminate a necklace would've taken another half hour. Tom Bartlett
: I see. Amanda Shelton
: Doesn't look like it takes you very long. Tom Bartlett
: Touché. I do seem to come out of the shower fully dressed in a blue suit.
: There's a very thin girl in your office. Tom Bartlett
: That's Chris. Lois, what is she doing in my office without me? Lois McNally
: I don't know, but I offered her a sandwich.
: This is no knife! Tom Bartlett
: Hey, what the... Valderon
: I spit on your knife. Tom Bartlett
: Hey! Valderon
: I spit on your restaurant. And finally, I spit on... Tom Bartlett
: No, no. Allow me.
[spits on his own arm
] Tom Bartlett
: There. Valderon
: That is the first intelligent thing you have done. I fire you! Tom Bartlett
: What you can't... Valderon
: Au revoir, Dickhead!
: It's hot in here. I'm gonna open a window. Tom Bartlett
: Yeah. NO! She'll get in.
: How did you get in here? Amanda Shelton
: The door.
: Tommy, what am I doing with someone like you? Tom Bartlett
: Me? Chris
: Me! With my perfect hair.
: I have decided that you are a waste of my perfect wardrobe, with matching shoes. Tom Bartlett
: Nobody's that perfect. Chris
: [looks down at her chest
] Oh, oh, I am.
: Do all these elevators go to 4? Tom Bartlett
: Just pick one and press 4.
: How do you know so much about paper airplanes? Amanda Shelton
: I hated algebra.