Scarecrow and Mrs. King

Amanda:
Wait a minute! You can't just walk into my life, hand me a package, tell me to give it to the man in the red hat, tell me you love me, and then walk out again!

Amanda:
Philip do NOT hit your brother in the head with trash!

Lee:
I'm going to take a look at his apartment.

Amanda:
Ok.

Lee:
You grab a cab. Get on back to the Agency. You take my computer key card and start tracking down who owns this building. Leases, parent companies...

Amanda:
You know this is what always happens. I always have to go back to the agency.

Lee:
We have to divide the workload Amanda.

Amanda:
I agree with you let's divide the workload. You follow the paper trail and I'll follow Zorbel.

Lee:
Do you think you can break into Zorbel's place?

Amanda:
No.

Lee:
Well?

Amanda:
Call me a cab.

Lee:
You're a cab.

Amanda:
Once on the lips, forever on the hips

Amanda:
Do you mean someone slipped him a Huck Finn?

Lee:
I think that's Mickey Finn.

Amanda:
I knew that.

Amanda:
Oh Lee, are you alright?

Lee:
Do I look alright? I'm chained to a pipe!

Amanda:
Oh my gosh!

Amanda:
You're not the one they're going to ship to Russia in a refrigerator!

Lee:
No, I'm the one they're going to put up against the wall and shoot!

Lee:
So... she thought I was cute?

Amanda:
She was under a lot of pressure.

Amanda:
She thinks you're cute.

Lee:
I am cute.

Amanda:
Not that cute.

Billy Melrose:
Did the whirlpool help?

Lee:
No! My knee still hurts.

Nurse Chapman:
Some people don't have knees.

Billy Melrose:
You're the only man I know who can pace sitting down.

Lee:
Your work was... not bad.

Amanda:
Not bad.

Lee:
Well, you think my legs are just 'okay', I think your work was 'not bad'.

Amanda:
That is so petty.

Lee:
Care to change YOUR opinion?

Lee:
I wanna meet some women.

Billy Melrose:
You want to...

Lee:
I am a lonely man.

Amanda:
[they're hugging] They were gonna kill me.

Lee:
I know.

Amanda:
They thought I was you.

Lee:
I know.

Amanda:
I don't know how anybody could mistake me for you; you're so much taller.

Billy Melrose:
Lee, we're not supposed to take this personally. It's our objectivity that makes us good agents.

Lee:
Amanda is dying in my place - that's as personal as it gets.

Billy Melrose:
If it were anyone else, would you feel the same way?

Lee:
I don't know.

Francine Desmond:
A lesser man might have balked at tackling a nun... but not you.

Dorothy 'Dotty' West:
[Amanda's boyfriend works at the Weather Bureau] Do you know what the weather bureau is going to call the next hurricane? 'Amanda'! We are crossing our fingers that it happens on Saint Valentines Day!

Amanda:
[Covering her phone call with Lee] No problem. It's one of my dog walking clients' sick St. Bernard.

Dorothy 'Dotty' West:
Oh, what's the matter?

Amanda:
Hangover.

Lee:
[whispers] Tell me I stink.

Amanda:
You stink!

Lee:
[whispers] Throw my drink in my face.

Amanda:
[she does] And frankly, Ricky Joe, sex with you was always a MAJOR disappointment! [storms out]

Lee:
[wiping his face] Ham.

Amanda:
This is Lee Stetson, he is one of the top agents in the country. If you just help us he'll set your parents free, I promise.

Lee:
Yeah.

Aleksei Kalnikov:
If he's so hot, what's he doing tied up in a closet?

Amanda:
Perfectly good question.

Lee:
I don't want to put your family in any further danger.

Amanda:
And what about me?

Lee:
Champagne?

Amanda:
How did you find me?

Lee:
We have our ways.

Amanda:
I thought only spies and Nazis said that.

Lee:
Well, I'm not a Nazi...

Amanda:
Isn't this where you people meet? Dark, secluded places?

Lee:
Only when we're wearing our trench coats.

Amanda:
[attempting to fly a helicopter] How am I doing?

Lee:
[keeping his eyes screwed shut] You're doing just fine!

Amanda:
Open your eyes!

Francine Desmond:
You two will be just charming together. I understand she... knits or something.

Lee Stetson:
What's wrong, did they overpay you again?

Mrs. Amanda King:
No,no. It's a day late and exactly one dollar short.

Amanda:
What the Sam Hill do you think you are doing? First you cannot get rid of me fast enough, then you drag me out of an interview for a perfectly good job, you say you are my husband, a lie which I DO not find funny, and where do you think you are taking me?

Lee:
We're getting married.

Francine Desmond:
Children. This case is nastier than I thought.

Francine Desmond:
How is married life treating you? Dinner at six? Dishes at seven? TV until nine?

Lee:
Bed.

Francine Desmond:
Bed?

Lee:
Bed. Francine... I have a great deal of respect for the integrity and the... enthusiasm... of the American housewife.

Francine Desmond:
You're disgusting.

Lee:
[points upstairs] Are you coming?

Amanda:
No, I can't sleep here. How would I explain it? I feel like I was lying, and sneaking.

Lee:
You are lying and sneaking. You're working for the government.