- Ryan McBride: Alright, so listen, so back to the point. So, you met this woman where?
- Mitch Buchannon: I told ya, between the snow tires and the all-weather radials. She's in town for the convention. Bunny is the manufacturer's spokesperson.
- Ryan McBride: Bunny? Her name is Bunny.
- Mitch Buchannon: Yeah.
- Ryan McBride: What's she do, stand around in a bikini sellin' retreads?
- Ryan McBride: So, what exactly is your title? I've heard, um, Miss All-Terrain, Miss Snow-and-Go...
- Bunny: [laughs] Mitch, what have you been telling these people? Actually, I'm Vice President of Marketing.
- Ryan McBride: Oh!
- [laughing nervously]
- Ryan McBride: That's great.
- [to Mitch]
- Ryan McBride: You're dead.
- Garner Ellerbee: Say, Lea, um, why don't you let me see you home.
- Detective Lea Broussard: I'm a cop, I can see myself home. I should be seeing you home.
- Garner Ellerbee: You're allergic to my cat.
- Detective Lea Broussard: You don't have a cat.
- Garner Ellerbee: Don't argue.
- Mitch Buchannon: Well, easy come, easy go. You know? Davis wasn't your type, anyway.
- Ryan McBride: Yeah, well, Bunny wasn't your type, either.
- Mitch Buchannon: Really?
- Ryan McBride: Yes.
- Mitch Buchannon: How do you know?
- Ryan McBride: I can tell. I think. What is your type?
- Mitch Buchannon: I don't know that I have one. 'Less you mean someone who's easy to be with, doesn't constantly fill the air with words, who's smart, who's got a great sense of humor, and who cares much more about others than she does about herself. I don't know. Is that a type?
- Ryan McBride: Nobody I know.