Regine: (to Officer Solis) Well, did you find the man's valuables?
Overton: I nearly lost my valuables riding the damn horse!
Overton: It's kind of ironic. I can't get with Synclaire, and you can't get away from Max. I guess into each life a little rain must fall.
Kyle: Sure. He gets sprinkles. I get Hurricane Maxine.
Khadijah: You are going into the office and act as if nothing is wrong.
Synclaire: Ah! So everyone will think everything's normal.
Khadijah: Well, not normal. But, you know, the way things are when you're around.
Regine: Because of you, my women's group has pulled their endorsement and shunned me.
Max: Just because of a little heat?
Regine: Max, I would not call it "a little heat" when Playboy offers you 5000 dollars to be in their photo spread, "Ladies of the Immoral Majority."
Max: Thank you, Kyle. You know, I guess it's true. Politics do make strange bedfellows.
Kyle: Maxine Shaw, you were a strange bedfellow long before politics.
Russell: There they are, man. The Belching Yams. The belching, rotting, festering, Manilow-stealing yams.
Khadijah: Russell, are you drunk? Because that will numb the pain when I snatch them hairs off your chest.
Overton: Now Synclaire, ever since I could remember, I had a vision of the perfect woman. The way she looked, the way she talked, the way she walked and even her favorite kind of hot cereal. Then I met you, and you were nothing like the vision. But fate proved just how wrong a man could be. He brought me the perfect woman, and I wanna spend the rest of my life saying, "Thanks, fate." Synclaire, will you, uh, will you marry me?
Synclaire: The night's not over yet, my electric horseman.
A reference to the 1979 film The Electric Horseman, starring Robert Redford.
Regine: (to Officer Solis) Well, it's good to know the posse's on it, Hoss.
Regine mockingly compares the officer to Hoss Cartwright, the character played by Dan Blocker on the long-running western series Bonanza.
Mugger: You don't know what kind of life I've had, lady. Abandoned by my mom and dad. Raised in an orphanage. Fed nothing but one stinking bowl of gruel a day. Then I fell in with a band of pickpockets. I remember Fagin...
Overton: Uh, bro, that's Oliver Twist.
Overton calls out the mugger for trying to elicit sympathy by claiming the life of the lead character in the Charles Dickens novel as his own.