Kenneth: Good morning, Mr. Donaghy. I would like to speak to you on behalf of all the NBC pages.
Jack: I'll give you a New York minute. That's seven seconds.
Kenneth: Well sir, we pages and I feel that me and they are not being treated fairly as regards paychecking. I'm nervous!
Jack: We went over this yesterday, Kenneth. There simply isn't any money.
Kenneth: Excuse me, sir, but I accidentally saw your paycheck.
Jack: Well I hope it was inspirational.

I'm in the middle of a RAGING period ... of economic turmoil.

Whatever religious undergarment Kenneth wears is in a twist.

Oh, that's right, Josh. I forgot about that guy. You think that's a good sign?

I want to welcome you to Season Four ... the restaurant where you can get the very best food in the rest of America!

We'll trick those race car-loving wide loads into loving your, watching your lefty homoerotic propaganda hour yet!

Liz: We sure had quite a year.
Jack: What are you talking about? It's May.

I haven't seen this many riled up dirtbags since CVS started to put the cold medicine behind the counter.

I don't know. But I have the entire liberal media establishment at my disposal, the same manipulation machine that got Barack Obama elected and donate all of that money for Rainstorm Katrina.

Since Giuliani left it's getting harder to harvest hobo organs.

Professor Milton Green, who's working on a three volume biography of Jimmy Carter, and if I give him a kidney he might, just might, live long enough to finish it.

You know what family means to me Lemon? Resentment, guilt, anger, Easter egg hunts that turn into knife fights.