ES: "My friend's mom died. Yeah, I'm running out of childhood friends' mothers."

JL: "That's my favorite kind of food!"
MW: "What is it?"
JL: "Free!!"

JH: "My 'boob-dar' is as good as my 'gay-dar'. I can not only detect the presence of hooters, but I can detect fake ones."

CF (going to lunch): "OK...I'm off to see the wizard."
RR: "Say hi."
CF: "I'm going for a heart, AND a brain."

DC: "I love working on the health shows. Although it's no secret that I don't want to work on erectile dysfuncion."

MP: "I don't like pickles and I've never eaten an olive. They look like eyeballs. Eewww."

CU: "You know what they call the time between when you turn in your final manuscript and the day your book comes out?
The high point."