- Jim Rockford: If you don't know what holds the moon in space, then a lovesick fool is all you'll ever be.
- Jim Rockford: This is Jim Rockford. At the tone leave your name and message, I'll get back to you.
- Pals of Jim: [Beeep and drunken men begin to sing] We're down at Hennessey's Bar, Jim, having a drink or two. You better get down here quick, Jim, or we'll come and sing up your flue! Ha ha ha...
- Whitney Cox: You see, it's my thesis that the macho man of action cowboy-as-sex symbol is not only over but history. When you take Mick Jagger, Rod Stewart, even John Travolta, they've all proven that. It's my feeling that Tim Richie is the most sensual man of his time; the sexual bellwether and prototype of everything you're going to see as we leave the '70s behind us.
- Jim Rockford: Yeah, really, yeah, yeah. My dad and I were gabbing about that just the other night.
- [Looks behind him]
- Jim Rockford: You ready to go, Eddie?
- Lindy Jones: And so, an unsettling day for Tim Richie. Pop legend, one time gyrating lead vocalist for the now-defunct super group, The Suspects. Now an enduring solo rock powerhouse. A man who's been called everything from the primo white blues vocalist in the world to the original bad boy. Today, no smashing of amplifiers, no mascara and rouge. Today, only a man pondering the fifteen million dollar price tag of love.