Sam: (to Suzi) I'm not defending him anymore than I'm attacking her. You're going to meet people all through your life that have their own hopes and aspirations and fears. And those feelings influence the way you think. The hard part is to find a way to filter the good from the bad, no matter who's talking to you, a man or a woman.
Sam: (narrating) When it came to women's lib, my mother always said that it was probably a good thing...for other women. But I had an understanding that no other man on the face of the Earth could have. I was a woman. Had been a woman on a number of leaps, and it was an eye-opening experience. Still, with all of the right I knew they had on their side, I couldn't condone Diana's promotion of violence.
Diana St. Cloud: You're the wimps because you never bothered to develop the muscle that's rotting between your ears.
Al: What a scene...chicks in cells! Talk about your major fantasy! What could be better? Ah...chicks in chains in cells.
Suzi: Are you sorry you burned your bra last night?
Sam: No! The last thing I ever want to wear is another bra.
Sam: Can you believe that? Can you believe that man? I hate the way he orders me around...Margaret around like that. "Little sweetie pie!" It's demeaning.
Al: Well, actually, you know, it's the only way he knows how to say "I love you."
Sam: Oh please!
George: Evy, why didn't you bring up these questions at the meeting this afternoon?
Evy: I didn't think anyone would listen.