Ned: Phil, this is the best day of my life.
Phil: Mine too.
Rita: Mine too.
Ned: Where are we going?
Rita: Oh, let's not spoil it!
Rita: I always drink to world peace.
Phil: I'd like to drink to world peace.
Phil: I've been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, hung, electrocuted, and burned.
Rita: Oh, really?
Phil: ...and every morning I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent in the fender... I am an immortal.
Rita: Have you ever had dÃ©jÃ -vu?
Phil: Didn't you just ask me that?
Phil: Can I talk to you about a matter that is not work-related?
Rita: You never talk about work.
Phil: Can I be serious with you with you for a minute?
Rita: I don't know. Can you?
Rita: Why would anybody want to steal a groundhog?
Larry: I can think of a couple of reasons... the pervert.
Phil: So, did you sleep okay without me? You tossed and turned, didn't you?
Rita: You're incredible.
Phil: Who told you?
Rita: Would you like to come to dinner with Larry and me?
Phil: No thank you. I've seen Larry eat.
Phil: Do you know what today is?
Rita: No, what?
Phil: Today is tomorrow. It happened.
Rita: I like to see a man of advancing years throwing caution to the wind. It's inspiring in a way.
Phil: My years are not advancing as fast as you might think.
Rita: Where were you?
Phil: [referring to Ned] It was awful. A giant leech got me.