Abby McClure:
Pretty, huh. Why shouldn't he date a young chick? Why take the bus when you can fly?
Jason McClure:
Can I sleep with you, Mommy?
Abby McClure:
Go! Get moving!
Jake Iverson:
There's nothing wrong with that. I was just going to ask you the same thing.
Molly the Maid:
[in front of Jake, Abby's date for the evening] Mrs. McClure! Now I need to put the meat on broil but your hair is on bake. Which should I do first?
Abby McClure:
[humiliated] I think the *hair*, Molly.
Molly the Maid:
False hair, false eyelashes, false bosoms. In my day women were flesh and blood, now they're 70% nylon and 30% foam rubber.
Maxine Scott:
You're a great help to me. What am I supposed to say to this man? "Hi, I'd like you to meet my sister, the girl with the golden arm and her hair in the oven."
Abby McClure:
[During a raucous party] If this wasn't my house I'd go home!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
