Joan Holloway Quotes
Joan: That's the tip of the iceberg, Peggy.
Peggy: I never know if that's good or bad.
Ooh. That's fast. I feel like someone just gave me some very good news.
Hobart: No. Find a way to get along, or you can expect a letter from our lawyer.
Joan: I wonder how many women around here would like to speak to a lawyer. I think the Equal Opportunity Commission has one.
Hobart: Women love it here. You want to threaten us? You'll be all alone.
Joan: No. I think the second I file a complaint, I'll have the ACLU in my office. And Betty Friedan in the lobby with half the women who marched down Fifth Avenue. I guess you didn't see the headline about what happened at Ladies' Home Journal. Or Newsweek.
It's a big place and I asked the wrong person for help and I don't think I can get our of it.
Ferg: Joan, see it from his side. He has a wife and three children, he's not gonna work for a girl. What's he gonna say to a client? She's my boss?
Joan: It happens all the time now. Peggy Olson was our Peggy Chief.
Ferg: It's different with a bunch of writers fresh out of Columbia. And honestly, I doubt that's gonna continue here anyway.
Joan: I thought about it and I'm sending my son away.
Joan: No, I thought about what you said and I like you, too. And if I have to choose between you and my son, I choose you.
Richard: That's not what I said.
Joan: That's exactly what you said.
Richard: Well, I thought about it and I want to be a part of your life and your little boy, too.
Joan: I live with my mother and I've been divorced. Twice.
Richard: I'm buying some property in New York. Where do you live?
Joan: Twelfth Street.
Richard: OK. I'm not going to buy property down there [laughs], but I'm going to get a place in a nice neighborhood by the park and you're going to visit. All of you.
Richard: Have you ever been married?
Richard: Boy, did he blow it.
Joan: He did!
Peggy: Should we have lunch?
Joan: I want to burn this place down.
Peggy: I know. They were awful. But at least we got a yes. Would you have rather had a friendly no?
Joan: I don't expect you to understand.
Peggy: Joan. You've never experienced that before?
Joan: Have you, Peggy?
Peggy: I don't know. You can't have it both ways. You can't dress the way you do and expect...
Joan: How do I dress?
Peggy: Look, they didn't take me seriously, either.
Joan: I don't dress like you because I don't look like you and that's very true.
Peggy: You know what? You're filthy rich. You don't have to do anything you don't want to!
Hanes calls them Leggs.
Bob: I'm thinking about you Joan. Is this what you want? To be near 40 in a two bedroom apartment with a mother and a little boy? I know I am flawed, but I am offering you more than anyone else ever will.
Joan: No, you're not Bob. Because I want love, and I'd rather die hoping that happens than make some arrangement.
Joan: Congratulations. You certainly picked the right place to celebrate.
Bill: You mean New York City or this very spot?
The leave of absence was a very clear message. We were allowing him to preserve his dignity while seeking other employment.