- Vicki: I'll see you first thing in the morning.
- Harry Solomon: Best way to guarantee that would be to sleep on top of me.
- Vicki: [explaining to Harry that she's decided to become celibate] Y'know, we get a chance to talk about each other's dreams and our interests without the distraction of sex. Eeyugh. Somebody told me that was a good thing.
- Harry Solomon: [obviously frustrated] Yeah. Let's kill that person.
- Vicki: Oh, Harry, y'know what, in my massage class, I've been learning all about crystals.
- Harry Solomon: Crystals?
- Vicki: Yeah. Look at this. Now, see, these two things are called 'trouble stones'. Take 'em, and you put 'em right on the part of your body that feels tense.
- Harry Solomon: [realizing that he's probably not going to get what he wants] Ironic that they're blue!
- Harry Solomon: Grr. So, Vicki why didn't you keep in touch? I must have written you two letters.
- Vicki: But I did not receive those letters. Okay! Okay! Maybe I did. But I'm a different woman now, Harry.
- Harry Solomon: Margaret Thatcher?