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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 5, 2006 12:51:28 GMT -5
From SATURDAY ON SUNSET BOULEVARD:
Rhonda: What are we gonna do? Pam: I don't know. I don't usually deal with them until after they're caught.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 5, 2006 12:52:01 GMT -5
From SATURDAY ON SUNSET BOULEVARD:
Ralph: Are we missing something? Pam: I think so...because I don't know how you're gonna pull that off.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 15:05:55 GMT -5
From RESEDA ROSE:
Pam: You did the right thing, Ralph. Only next time, let's not make it the Mermaid Inn okay?
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 15:19:27 GMT -5
From RESEDA ROSE:
Kevin: Commies, I bet, huh, Dad? Pam: Sounds like he's been talking to Bill.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 15:25:20 GMT -5
From RESEDA ROSE:
Bill: Better yet, find us a hat for Ralph to wear. Pam: Hats, huh? Does that mean I'm moving up from coffee gopher to wardrobe?
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 15:26:45 GMT -5
From RESEDA ROSE:
Pam: Gee, Bill, that looks big enough to fit your head.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 15:31:11 GMT -5
From RESEDA ROSE:
Pam: When you call me "Miss Davidson", Bill, I could suddenly eat nails and spit out the heads.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 16:01:22 GMT -5
From MY HEROES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN COWBOYS:
Pam: I like to get you at a poker game someday, Ralph. Your face reads like the morning paper.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 6, 2006 16:14:13 GMT -5
From MY HEROES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN COWBOYS:
Pam: How ya feelin', Bill? Can I fix you a seltzer? If you dont' need one now, you will in about ten minutes when the acid hits bottom.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 7, 2006 8:21:02 GMT -5
From 200 MPH FASTBALL:
Pam: Oh honey, Bill wouldn't know a contract from a pound of bleu cheese.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 9, 2006 22:58:31 GMT -5
From the HIT CAR:
Pam: A utility WHAT? That gets WHAT?
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 9, 2006 23:52:30 GMT -5
From THE BEST DESK SCENARIO:
Pam: I don't trade on equal rights. I trade on my ability. I need your assurance that this isn't a cosmetic thing.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 10, 2006 11:53:33 GMT -5
From CLASSICAL GAS:
Pam: Ralph, standing in my attic with a hole in the roof in your leotards at 2 in the morning is strange...take my word for it.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 10, 2006 12:01:06 GMT -5
From CLASSICAL GAS:
Pam: Now we've talked about marriage. But is this the way it's gonna be? Everytime I have to work late or have a business dinner, you'll be parading around with my pantyhose entwined in your hands trying to figure out what I'm up too?
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Jul 10, 2006 12:20:25 GMT -5
From CLASSICAL GAS:
Pam: It's dim sum. Oriental tea cakes. They're a delicacy. Bill starts sniffing the cakes. Pam: Why do I bother?
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