- Lois: [Hal forgets about Lois's dance class, and makes a poker date with Abe] Great, now who am I going to go with?
- Dewey: [as Lois looks around the kitchen, Dewey gets panicky] Did Reese finish his homework yet?
- Reese: Of course I finished my homework.
- Lois: Good. You can come to dance class with me.
- Reese: What? No, I was lying. I didn't finish my homework. I don't even know what my homework is!
- Lois: Go get your shoes.
- Lois: The teacher thinks I have a dancer's ankles. What do you think? Huh? Want to dance with the star pupil?
- Hal: Huh?
- Lois: You know, *dance*!
- Hal: No, I'm not in the mood.
- Lois: You're always in the mood.
- Hal: Not every single night of my life.
- Lois: Yes you are.
- Hal: I'm not like some kind of machine.
- Lois: Yes you *are*.
- Hal: You can't just snap your fingers...
- Lois: Yes, I can. I always have.
- Hal: [annoyed, seeing no way out] Oh, all right!
- Rudy: And, right, left, cha-cha-cha. And remember, God created artificial hips for a reason. Let's *use* them. And, back, two, cha-cha, finish. All right, very good. Everyone, let's pair up.
- Reese: [the Teacher pairs with Lois, while Reese sees an old woman leering and coming toward him] No way!
- Lois: [thumps Reese on the head] You be a gentleman.
- Reese: [thinking out loud] It's just like touching a dead person. It's just like touching a dead person.