Peter: What are you doing?
Mozzie: Just being oppressed by the man, the usual.
I am the Dentist of Detroit.
I need as many buyers for my slight-of-hand-me-downs as I can get.
I resent your misguided understanding of things you don't understand.
Mozzie: Get a room!
Sara: We are in a room
Neal: My room!
Mozzie: That was cold!
Neal: Where's Diana's briefcase?
Mozzie: She took it back to the She-gal nest.
Mozzie: Fooled, by Ms. Lady Suit.
Neal: No, Dr. Lady Suit.
Mozzie: Come on, really?
Neal: You wanna try Bob Villa or what?
Choose well. Very soon we are going to be on an airplane to a different life.Mozzie [to Neal about his new alias]
Oh, sweet Elvis Costello, it's your Chrysler painting!
Think of it as a Kardashian. What it lacks in refinement it makes up for in cargo space.Mozzie [about the plane]
To our best and final score.