- Bill McNeal: [after Catherine walks by him, picking his pocket] Oh and by the way if the reason you just picked my pocket was to get my birthdate off my driver's license, I don't keep it in my wallet.
- [Catherine quickly looks at the cards in the wallet, seeing no driver's license]
- Catherine Duke: Where is it?
- Bill McNeal: It's somewhere safe my dear.
- [Catherine then throws the wallet back to Bill]
- Catherine Duke: If you ever broadcast my age over the air again, I will beat you to death with your own microphone.
- Bill McNeal: You may be 36, but you still have all the spark and sass of a 35-year old.
- Catherine Duke: How would you feel if I told everyone how old you were?
- Bill McNeal: I can't say it would bother man.
- Catherine Duke: Then how old are you?
- Bill McNeal: I don't see how that is relevant to this conversation.
- Catherine Duke: All right. When is your birthday?
- Bill McNeal: That's getting a little personal, isn't it?
- Bill McNeal: What was that?
- Lisa Miller: What was what?
- Bill McNeal: Uhhh, Beth gave you something, and then you tried to hide it from me. What was it?
- Lisa Miller: Girl thing.
- Bill McNeal: ...OK.
- Joe Garrelli: I don't know about anybody else, but I don't really care what you guys do.
- Catherine Duke: We do have our own lives.
- Bill McNeal: Today we just needed a chance to, you know...
- Matthew Brock: Shake out the sillies.
- Bill McNeal: Please don't finish my sentences for me.
- Bill McNeal: It's just a word. Words can't hurt you.
- Catherine Duke: Well, what if I were to call *you* a name?
- Bill McNeal: Go ahead! Who cares?
- Catherine Duke: [using Bill's real first name] OK, Evelyn.
- Bill McNeal: [seething] ... First of all, it's pronounced "Ee-velyn."