- Sol Pomerantz: [to Laura] Well, he can't take you on a picnic this Sunday. He's going to be fighting.
- Sol Pomerantz: [to Rob] What're you doin' Sunday, Rob?
- Laura Petrie: Rob?
- Sol Pomerantz: Champ.
- Laura Petrie: Darling.
- Rob Petrie: Well, um... uh... Well, on a... on a... going on a picnic. Or I'm gonna fight.
- Laura Petrie: Which?
- Rob Petrie: Well, I... Whatever I decide, I'm gonna be fightin' with SOMEBODY. I can see THAT.
- Rob Petrie: Captain, in civilian life, they call that blackmail.
- Captain Worwick: Ten-hut!
- [Rob snaps to attention]
- Captain Worwick: Don't ever use that word in my presence.
- Rob Petrie: I'm sorry, sir, I misunderstood.
- Captain Worwick: Oh, you understood, just don't use that word.
- Rob Petrie: [to Sally] Who'd you meet at lunch?
- Buddy Sorrell: [interjecting a name] Paul Tinkelman!
- Sally Rogers: Who?
- Buddy Sorrell: I guess you didn't meet him.
- Sally Rogers: I met a very dear friend of yours, Rob.
- Rob Petrie: Who?
- Buddy Sorrell: Male or female?
- Sally Rogers: Male. Very, very male.
- Buddy Sorrell: Very, very male and he's married.
- Sally Rogers: Yeah. How'd you know he was married?
- Buddy Sorrell: Because if he was very, very male and very single, you'd still be eatin' lunch.
- Rob Petrie: Everybody in the Army had to fight three fights.
- Buddy Sorrell: Yeah, that's right. The Germans, the Japanese and the Italians.
- Buddy Sorrell: Sally, you know somethin', you're too good a nag to be single.
- Sally Rogers: Is that a compliment?
- Buddy Sorrell: I hope not.
- Rob Petrie: Honey, if I took a dive, I couldn't look at myself in the mirror.
- Laura Petrie: Rob, if you don't take a dive, you won't be able to look at yourself in the mirror.