Vickie Hiller: So you're a homosexual hopelessly in love with Catcher Block, that's no reason the two of us can't be married.
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Vickie Hiller: So you're a homosexual hopelessly in love with Catcher Block, that's no reason the two of us can't be married.
Vickie Hiller: This is the first time I've lost a future with a man before we've had time to have a past.
Peter MacMannus: Where's my geisha? I need my shoes.
Catcher Block: But this "Down with love"-chick is too busy? Doing what? Eating chocolate?
Catcher Block: It doesn't take a Nazi rocket scientist to figure *that* out.
Theodore Banner: You're my creative team, create a reason to get rid of her or I'll create a new creative team.
Barbara Novak: We're acting just like two people... in love.
Catcher Block: Earth still is my favourite planet.
Vickie Hiller: I don't get it. How could a person lose their built-in bar?
Peter MacMannus: We Americans? Why? Nazis are bad; we're good.
Gladys: The only man who could have his way with me now is Milton Hershey.
Vickie Hiller: At the risk of sounding like my mother, just stay perfectly still and let him get it over with.
Peter MacMannus: Crush her, squash her! If not for the sake of civilization, then just for me!
Vickie Hiller: So you're a homosexual hopelessly in love with Catcher Block, that's no reason the two of us can't be married.
Vickie Hiller: This is the first time I've lost a future with a man before we've had time to have a past.
Catcher Block: But this "Down with love"-chick is too busy? Doing what? Eating chocolate?
Catcher Block: It doesn't take a Nazi rocket scientist to figure *that* out.
Peter MacMannus: Where's my geisha? I need my shoes.
Catcher Block: Earth still is my favourite planet.
Theodore Banner: You're my creative team, create a reason to get rid of her or I'll create a new creative team.
Barbara Novak: We're acting just like two people... in love.
Vickie Hiller: I don't get it. How could a person lose their built-in bar?
Peter MacMannus: We Americans? Why? Nazis are bad; we're good.
Gladys: The only man who could have his way with me now is Milton Hershey.
Vickie Hiller: At the risk of sounding like my mother, just stay perfectly still and let him get it over with.
Peter MacMannus: Crush her, squash her! If not for the sake of civilization, then just for me!
Peter MacMannus: There WERE Nazis hiding at your luau!
Barbara Novak: This is Barbara Novak!
Peter MacMannus: Where's my geisha? I need my shoes.
Vickie Hiller: The men who resent my success won't give me the time of day, and the men who respect my success won't give me the time of night. Peter MacMannus: If you give me the chance, I'd respect you and resent you day and night, and night and day!
Peter MacMannus: Catch, you are the best friend a guy with twenty diagnosed neuroses ever had. Catcher Block: Oh, we've been friends a long time... I knew you when you only had twelve.
Peter MacMannus: What would you say is the average length, for most men? Catcher Block: How would I know? You think I spend all my time in the locker room at the club making a comparative study? Peter MacMannus: Let me see yours again, then. We could measure. I'll get a ruler. Catcher Block: Better make it a yardstick! Peter MacMannus: Let's be accurate. Make sure you've got it fully extended. Have it up the whole way. Catcher Block: It stays up all the way, all day long, man! That's the miracle I was telling you about: better living through chemistry. You got... 16 inches. Peter MacMannus: 16 inches! How long does a man's hose have to be? Catcher Block: That's 32 inches of confidence in every step. Don't forget - I've got two of 'em!
Beatnik Girl: Ask me why I mourn. Catcher Block: Why do you mourn, baby? Beatnik Girl: I mourn because you are shrouded in the suit and tie that Madison Avenue will bury you in alive. Catcher Block: Well, if it will cheer you up, you can help me out of it.
Barbara Novak: Have a candy bar for your trouble, and thanks again for thinking of us. Catcher Block: But I'm always thinking of you, Miss Novak. I can't stop thinking of you, and I'd like you to reconsider considering me. Barbara Novak: Even at a pay cut of 96.6%? Catcher Block: It's only money. Besides, I've been on top so long I thought it might be nice to try a new position Barbara Novak: And you think you could be comfortable in a position under a woman? Catcher Block: I look forward to it. Starting at the bottom, working my way up slowly to the top.
Vickie Hiller: At one point, I had even convinced myself that life was all one big zany sex comedy and you had switched keys with the lead to use his swinging pad to snare me. Peter MacMannus: I did! I did switch keys with the lead!
Barbara Novak: Oh, I'd like to Zip, really, I would. But just the fact that I'd like to give you another chance is the very reason I absolutely must not. Goodbye, Zip Barbara Novak: Ok, one more chance. I'll just um... say goodnight, and goodbye.
Catcher Block: I don't care about sex anymore. I just want to get married. Peter MacMannus: Well me too. But fat chance now.
Peter MacMannus: It's not like Catch to be late. Barbara Novak: No, he usually calls to cancel right on time...
Catcher Block: You see Lola shakes her maracas and Rosa bounces her bongo's while Nina is all hands. 120 words a minute. Peter MacMannus: The story? It's written? Whoa, Catch! But is it safe to print? NASA is gonna blow its stack. Catcher Block: Well, they forgave Germany. They can forgive us.
Catcher Block: Well then, let's get to bed... I'll call you a taxi. Barbara Novak: Taxi? Catcher Block: ...Oh. When I said "bed," you thought I meant... *bed*.
Peter MacMannus: Then I see this! "Item! KNOW's Magazine Star - Journalist, Catcher Block - Ladies' Man, Man's Man, Man About Town - was seen leaving the Copa last night with a doggie bag and three girls from the floor show!" Catcher Block: I took the Bossa Nova Triplets to Cocoa Beach. NASA was throwing a luau. Peter MacMannus: Well, I hope you're happy. Because unless you found Nazis at your luau, you're fired! Catcher Block: Peter MacMannus: There *were* Nazis hiding at your luau! I knew it!
Peter MacMannus: Hello, Vicky. Vickie Hiller: Hello, Peter Peter MacMannus: Are you in love with that football player?
Peter MacMannus: I led her to believe I have some pull with my staff. Catcher Block: Then go *pull* your staff with one of the other writers.
Catcher Block: I've got a cover story that'll make No magazine sell like No magazine has *never* sold before!
Catcher Block: She was saying yes, but anyone could tell she really meant no.
