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Chrissy:
Eat your salad before it gets cold.
Chrissy:
You know, if women ran the world there'd be none of these stupid wars!
Stanley Roper:
Yeah, all the countries would nag each other to death!
Stanley Roper:
I came up to shampoo your rug.
Chrissy:
Why? Does it have dandruff?
Stanley Roper:
Not in my building!
Jack Tripper:
I swear, it will be completely platonic.
Stanley Roper:
What's that mean?
Helen Roper:
Like you and me, Stanley.
Jack Tripper:
Why did she call me a rat?
Janet Wood Dawson:
Because you're a pig!
Stanley Roper:
What's the cake for?
Helen Roper:
We're celebrating.
Stanley Roper:
Celebrating what?
Helen Roper:
The tenth anniversary of my spring outfit.
Cindy Snow:
If my man was cheating on me I'd break every bone in his body!
Jack Tripper:
You'll do that on your wedding night.
Jack Tripper:
Is something burning?
Janet Wood Dawson:
Oh NO! I left my underwear in the oven.
Chrissy:
Too bad hot pants are not in style.
Stanley Roper:
I bet this cot told some great stories.
Mrs. Roper:
I wish ours could.
Mrs. Roper:
Well, better get rid of the old set anyway.
Stanley Roper:
Set what set?
Mrs. Roper:
An old stove, and old husband, and they both take too long to heat up.
Jack Tripper:
I have two surprises for you two girls.
Chrissy:
Oh, I love surprises. It's funny that you never suspect them!
Janet Wood Dawson:
Chrissy, your dad is a minister, what does he usually say to couples in trouble?
Chrissy:
He tells them to keep the baby.
Stanley Roper:
I came up here to tell you it's three o'clock in the morning!
Chrissy:
Thank you.
[closes door]
[about lying to his boss about having a wife]
Jack Tripper:
Mr. Angelino saw me talking to his daughter and now I have to be married.
Terri:
Boy, those Italians sure are strict!
Jack Tripper:
Larry, haven't you ever thought of telling a girl the truth?
Larry:
Well, I figure, anyone who puts on eyeliner, fake eyelashes, and plastic nails isn't someone who wants to hear the truth.
Chrissy:
Men are so unsympathetic.
Jack Tripper:
Baloney.
Chrissy:
Oh yeah? Then how come there are more women nurses than men?
Jack Tripper:
[pause] Because there are more men who get sick because of women.
Stanley Roper:
Helen, I just wanted to prove to you that other woman found me attractive. And I proved it.
Mrs. Roper:
Well, fine, go to her. See if I care. I hope you're happy.
Stanley Roper:
I don't want to be happy; I want to be with you.
Chrissy:
Jack, that smells good.
Jack Tripper:
Chrissy, I haven't even started cooking yet.
Chrissy:
Well, you better hurry up and start cooking so you can catch up with the smell.
Jack Tripper:
And speaking of current events, did you read the *big* news in the paper this morning?
Chrissy:
The May Company is having a huge sale on pantyhose.
Jack Tripper:
Excuse me, Chrissy, that's not exactly a current event.
Chrissy:
It is so, it's going on right now.
Ralph Furley:
[after hearing Terry play the Violin very badly] Who's *killing* a cat up here?
Helen Roper:
Oh, why don't you go see your dentist!
Stanley Roper:
What for?
Helen Roper:
Because your toothache is giving me a pain.
Stanley Roper:
Then you go see the dentist.
Helen Roper:
The place I got a pain you don't see a dentist.
Stanley Roper:
Will you put some clothes on? My wife's here!
Helen Roper:
Mind your own business, Stanley.
Stanley Roper:
What if the towel slips?
Helen Roper:
Mind your own business, Stanley.
Chrissy:
Jack, you have some shaving cream on your face.
Jack Tripper:
Oh, thank you.
Chrissy:
[shouts] No, Jack!
Helen Roper:
Mind your own business, Chrissy!
Jack Tripper:
It's time to toast the bride and groom. To Gloria and Larry, happy days!
Janet Wood Dawson:
Good times!
Chrissy:
Little House on the Prairie!
Larry:
What the heck am I gonna do without a friend like you?
[he breaks down crying]
Jack Tripper:
Well, Larry, I'm only moving about a mile away.
Larry:
You shoulda told me that before I made a fool of myself!
Janet Wood Dawson:
Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't tell anybody you're a chef, okay?
Jack Tripper:
Okay, mum's the word.
Janet Wood Dawson:
Well, it's not that there's anything wrong with what you do, Jack. It's just that... everybody here looks so important and we want to make a good impression. Well, you understand, don't you?
Jack Tripper:
*Of course*, pumpkin.
Janet Wood Dawson:
Oh, thanks.
Jack Tripper:
You're ashamed of me!
Ralph Furley:
Ohhhh, I'm through with women.
Jack Tripper:
Aww.
Ralph Furley:
Don't you get any ideas!
Terri:
I just felt sorry for you!
Jack Tripper:
Sorry for me? Why would anybody feel sorry for me?
Janet Wood Dawson:
Oh, lots of reasons.
Larry:
I just wanted to know if you wanted to spend an evening with a beautiful, young lady.
Jack Tripper:
No thanks, pal. I'd rather spend an evening with Janet.
Ralph Furley:
This is a respectable building. NO ROMAN ORGIES!
Ralph Furley:
You can't follow The Brady Bunch if you miss the beginning!
[Stanley has been caught eavesdropping]
Helen Roper:
Stanley! You should say you're sorry.
Stanley Roper:
All right, all right, I'm sorry.
Helen Roper:
And you'll never do it again.
Stanley Roper:
And I'll never do it again.
Helen Roper:
And you'll take fifty dollars off next month's rent.
Stanley Roper:
And I'll never do it again.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
