Jackie: Were you poor? Did you eat chicken pot pie? Leslie:[sadly] Pancakes... Lots of pancakes. [walks away]
Anthony: Would you like a glass of Liebfraumilch? Leaslie: No thank you. I'll just have a glass of wine. Marty: That's the name of the wine. Leslie: Oh, I don't speak French. Jackie: Who does? Anthony: You do. Jackie: Oh, that's right. I do. Leslie: What does it mean? Jackie: In French? I think it means something German. Marty: It means 'Loving Mother's Milk'. Leslie: You speak French? Marty:[blank stare] No,... German.
Jackie:(after Leslie demonstrates that she can say "I Love You" in sign language) Don't leave this girl alone with any handsome, deaf, mutes, Marty, that's my advice to you.
Marty: Are you being wise? Jackie: One day I woke up wise. Marty: One day I woke up stupid. Jackie: What'd you do? Marty: I went back to bed. Jackie: That was wise.
Jackie: Are you saving yourself for marriage? Leslie: Oh, no. [gasps] Do you think I should've? Jackie: If I were getting married I'd wanna check out the goods! Leslie: Me too! Jackie: So how are they? Leslie: What? Jackie: The goods. Leslie: I can't talk about that. He's your brother. Jackie: Pretend he's not my brother. I do.
Anthony: You never go hungry in the desert because of the sand which is there.
Lesly: I don't think you're insane. Jackie-O: You don't? Lesly: No. Jackie-O: You don't think I'm an eensie weensie bit insane? Lesly: I don't think you're insane. I think you're just spoiled. Jackie-O: [exasperated] Oh please, if everyone around here is going to start telling the truth, I'm going to bed.
