Angie: Your evidence, Miss lawyerpants, can kiss my...
Sara: Your honor!
John-Mark: ...you see what a tight bind you're in, don't you?
Angie: I see what tight pants you're in. Leave something to the imagination for a lady, will ya.
Gabe: I've never seen that woman before in my life.
John-Mark: Um...Gabe?
Gabe: You have to tell me if you're a cop!
John-Mark: Your honor, may I have a moment with my client?
Joe: Oh yeah? Well scissors beats paper! Case closed.
Liz: Jill, do you deny pinning more ribbons to your uniform in an attempt to outrank me? Be honest!
Gina hated giving up the pointing stick.
Liz: I have something to show you. You're not afraid of snakes, right?
As the verdict was read, the 4 defendants and Joe's skunk-sourced wig waited patiently.
It was only when she had turned a deep purple did anyone realize that Mari had tied the bonnet too tight.
Sara: So you see, the Snorks couldn't possibly have come before the Smurfs.
Angie: You're not helping.
Rikus: ..and in conclusion, I'm not wearing any underpants. Thank you.
The gals stand around while discussing the most discreet places to hide tommy-gun parts.
Rachel: I never thought I'd say this Jeff, but if you pull your hand from your pocket and you don't have a gun, I'm going to be very upset.
The Rough Bunch. Well, except for Jon.
