- Keith Partridge: [smelling the huge pot on the stove in the kitchen and raising a ladle to his lips] Mmm, this smells good. What is it?
- Shirley Partridge: Danny's pants.
- Danny Partridge: Get your lips off my pants.
- Laurie Partridge: [Telling Keith about his bad reputation as a skirt chaser] Your fingeeprints are on file with the PTA.