- Miss Buntwell: One, two, three, four. Oh, you got a lot of style, Mr. Tork. Never knew anyone who get ...
- [Ignoring the fact that Peter steps on her foot]
- Miss Buntwell: so far, just one lesson.
- Peter: I'm pushy.
- Renaldo: Sucker.
- Miss Buntwell: Oh, he seemed nice!
- Renaldo: They're all nice, as long as they sign that lifetime contract.
- [laughs]
- Renaldo: That kid'll be dancing 'till he's eighty.
- Miss Buntwell: Oh, all right, what is it?
- Mike: Miss Buntwell, you were right about dancing. It's changed my whole life. And I can tell you kow: my heart wants you and my s-s-soul wants you.
- Miss Buntwell: What do ya hear from your liver?
- Mike: Not a whole lot.
- Renaldo: And now ladies, the moment you've been waiting for: your free introductary dance lesson, with Renaldo's Dancing Smoothies.
- Micky: [as a lawyer] Do you or do you not, recognize this man?
- [holds up a picture of Renaldo]
- Peter: [in the witness stand] Is that a trick question?
- Davy: [as Peter's lawyer] I OBJECT, YOUR HONOR!
- Mike: [whacks Davy with a gavel/mallet] Don't object so much, you'll live longer!
- Micky: [Micky does an evil laugh]
- Micky: Your witness...
- Micky: [Micky laughs evilly again]