Why Ms. Burns, what are you doing in Mr. Banisters bedroom? Dont you k — What's Up, Doc?

"It so happens, Mr. Simon, that Howard has had discussions with Leonard Bernstein about the possibility of conducting an avalanche ... in E flat."

"Dont kick those rocks, you Philistine!"

"I find that story as difficult to swallow as I do this potage au gelée."

"Hi, Room Service, this is Room 1717. I would like a double-thick roast beef sandwich medium rare on rye bread with mustard on the top, mayonnaise on the bottom, and a coffee hot fudge sundae with a large bottle of diet anything. You got that? Yeah, Room 1717. Oh, and Room Service, would you put it in the hall outside the door. I mean, don’t bring it in or knock on the door because I’m just putting my little one to sleep. Thank you."

"What do you think I am, a piece of ripe fruit you can squeeze the juice out of and cast aside?"

"Eunice!? This is a person named Eunice?"