- William Tyler: I can't understand it. She got the recipe out of my own cookbook.
- Prof. Weston: Lucretia Borgia must have written it...
- William Tyler: Look, you didn't complain when I started to cook. Remember I ruined all kinds of meals.
- Maggie Tyler: Ooh, that was different. It was long ago and our stomachs were better.
- Maggie Tyler: You're trying to subjugate me. You're trying to hold me down. You don't want me to be a brilliant young executive. You just want me to be a, a woman.
- William Tyler: Well, if you try it once, you might like that, too!
- [last lines]
- Maggie Tyler: Darling, you sit down. I'll make you breakfast.
- William Tyler: Oh, no. You've got to take care of yourself. *You* sit down.
- Maggie Tyler: Oh - well - I've got to learn how to be a wife *sometime*.
- William Tyler: You know, I think you're beginning to catch on.
- Prof. Weston: As a sometime chemist, I've studied rare poisons for 40 years. All I can say is, if the pygmies of Africa ever found out about your wife's beef stroganoff, they'd come over just to fill their darts.