- Admiral Al Calavicci: What a scene! Chicks in cells. Talk about your major fantasy.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Thank you for sharing. Now, what the hell am I doing here?
- Admiral Al Calavicci: What could be better? Chicks in *chains* in cells.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Al!
- Admiral Al Calavicci: That would be bet- What? Wh- Oh.
- [Diana has suggested a violent confrontation against the male society]
- Dr. Sam Beckett: I understand that you cannot match strength in a physical confrontation.
- Diana St. Cloud: Unless we fight, nothing will change.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Fine. Fine, then fight them in the boardrooms, not in a street brawl. You wanna make a change? Take a lesson from Gandhi.
- Admiral Al Calavicci: Or King.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Or Martin Luther King. You go out and start a riot, and people will only notice what's wrong about you. But you state your beliefs in an orderly fashion, and people will notice what's wrong about the system.
- Suzanne Sanders: Are you sorry you burned your bra last night?
- Dr. Sam Beckett: [chuckles] No. The last thing I ever wanna wear is another bra.
- [Sam is Margaret Sanders, a mother who becomes embroiled in the equal rights movement of the sixties]
- Dr. Sam Beckett: [after an argument with George, Margaret's husband] Nobody should be treated like that, Al. Nobody. Patronized, insulted like that. It's...
- Admiral Al Calavicci: George and all the other Georges in the world, they have no idea that they're denigrating women. It's just they were never taught to behave any other way.
- Admiral Al Calavicci: George is from a generation that was taught that women have a place, and men have a place, and never the twain shall meet.
- Dr. Sam Beckett: Yes, well, if that's the system, then take it from somebody on this side in a, in a dress, okay? It should crash and burn!
- Diana St. Cloud: In marriage, husbands and wives are one; and that one is the husband.
- Suzanne Sanders: Diana, I just don't understand. How did we let it get that way?
- Diana St. Cloud: Fear.
- Suzanne Sanders: Of what?
- Diana St. Cloud: Well, mine started with my father, who used to beat me.
- Suzanne Sanders: Really?
- Diana St. Cloud: And when he wasn't hitting me, he would tell me I was stupid, and brainless. And my mother allowed it, because she was so afraid she wouldn't be able to survive alone.
- Suzanne Sanders: I can't believe anyone would hit their own child.
- Diana St. Cloud: Well, I guess by putting me down, my father was making himself feel smarter and stronger.
- Suzanne Sanders: But that's wrong.
- Diana St. Cloud: I know. Suzi, men have been oppressing women for thousands of years, and we've allowed it.
- Suzanne Sanders: Well, I'm not gonna allow it.
- Diana St. Cloud: We allow it. And every time we tell our daughters they're not as bright, not as strong, not as good as men, every time, we're creating another generation of fear.