Jacy: It's ironic you broke all your ribs right before the Adam and Eve skit. I wonder what a psychiatrist would make of that.
Duane: I din't break all my ribs, I just broke three.
Jacy: That doesn't affect the irony honey-pie.
Duane: Somebody must be making a fortune off fertility drugs in this county.
Jacy: Gameshows are what life's really like. You win things that look great at the time but turn out to be junk, and you lose things you might want to keep forever... just because you're unlucky.
Karla: You ought not to leave me alone on days like this. I can't even get drunk. The faster I drink, the faster things happen to sober me up.
Duane Jackson: It must be ten years since I've seen you wear anything I didn't have to read.
Jacy: Are you the one I went skinny-dipping with?
Duane: No, that was Lester Marlowe.
Jacy: Well, I bet I was your favorite mermaid.
Lester Marlow: Marylou likes excitement. She says I'm not exciting any more.
Duane: Well, it's hard to stay exciting for a whole lifetime.
Jacy: Hey, tell that woman I'll be Eve. I've got to stop being so reclusive! Causing the fall of humanity might be just the kind of challenge I need.
Sonny Crawford: The pills make me feel like I got a fuzz in my head, sort of a warm fuzz... not a great feeling. I'd rather see movies in the sky.
Duane: Well, maybe you ought to lay off the pills until the Centennial's over. We're all going to need our wits about us once that gets started.
Sonny Crawford: I think my wits live somewhere else now.