- Pam: All right, y'all ladies havin' a good time?
- [Women shout in agreement]
- Pam: All right. Well, you like what you see, get your checkbooks out, all right?
- Titus: Nuh-uh. Nuh-uh. Ain't just about no ladies. Nuh-uh, see, that's discrimination.
- [Pam turns to ignore him and move on]
- Pam: All right, I'm gonna bring the next bachelor to the stage, okay? I want y'all to give it up for Chocolate Thunder!
- [Tommy, decked out in a 3-piece suit, walks out onto the runway]
- Titus: Mm, now if that's "Chocolate Thunder", then I'm "Greased Lightning".
- [Tommy proceeds to walk the runway and strikes a few poses]
- Marian: What do you think you doin'? Huh? Huh? Huh? You ain't doin' nothin'. Come on! Lose the clothes like you lost that hair, Cue Ball!
- [Tommy, still posing, turns only to have his crotch in her face]
- Marian: All right, don't put it in my face unless you're ready to go to the place!
- Martin: Gina, I can't take it no more! Girl, the closet door done flew open and the bones done fell out!
- Marian: [Drunkenly ranting at a male model walking the runway] Come on, baby! Shake something! Anything, your feet, your booty, anything!
- [Drunkenly pauses]
- Marian: Make me want to give you my money.
- [the model just stands in front of her, staring]
- Marian: All right. Get out of here. You ain't doing nothing. Just don't shake it like they used to.
- Martin: [Rushes towards the runway] Tommy! You ain't got to do this! Look at y'all, ladies! Move, move it! Giving away all your hard-earned money, huh? You should be home with your husbands, your men! Tommy, the party's over, huh? Get your happy-ass down off stage! Let's go!
- Tommy: Martin, hold on, man. What the hell are you doing here?
- Gina: You should all be ashamed of yourselves, all of you!
- Martin: [to Pam] That's right, especially you, Bride of Stankenstein! And look at you, lady. You're drunk, it's disgusting! You are drunk!
- Marian: I ain't drunk. I'm on medication!
- Gina: [Overhearing a man talking about "getting rid of Pam"] Oh, God. They gon' get rid of Pam!.
- [Almost passes out but Martin catches her]
- Martin: No, no, baby, no. No, listen to me. You don't -
- [Still trying to snap Gina out of it]
- Martin: Don't you pass out on me! Okay, now you listen to me. All stray cats got nine lives. Okay? Pam's cool.
- Martin: [under the impression that Tommy is a male stripper] Gina, I can't take it no more! Girl, the closet door done flew open and the bones done fell out!