- [Marcy watches Peg wash her car and can't take it anymore]
- Marcy Rhoades D'Arcy: Ohh, I can't stand this for another minute! Look Peggy, Al's brainwashed you. You are not cheerful, tidy and hardworking. You're mean, rude and sloppy. You're a horrible wife, worst mother and proud of it.
- Peggy: I beg your pardon?
- Marcy Rhoades D'Arcy: Peggy, I say this with love. You're the laziest bitch in Chicago.
- Peggy: And you are a bitter woman Marcy Darcy. You see my loving, picture perfect family and all of a sudden your pretty boy husband and foreign car don't seem so spiffy. Well, your jealous lies aren't getting thought to Mrs. Al Bundy. Good day.
- [Peg picks up her bucket with cleaning solutions]
- Marcy Rhoades D'Arcy: Well... Peggy, wait.
- Peggy: [picks up the rag] And for future reference, my Al prefers to have his paper on the porch, not in the bushes. Remember that or we'll tell your supervisor.
- Bob Rooney: Say, how did you get these margheritas so frothy?
- Peggy: Well I had a battery-operated cocktail stirrer. Found it in my nightstand.