- Lou Grant: [about betting on the Earthquake pool] Mrs. Pynchon, it costs a dollar to get in.
- Mrs. Pynchon: Why, are you suggesting I'm not good for the money, Mr. Grant?
- Marcy: [having to come up with a computer passcode] The code that they gave me at Long Beach was so dumb, I don't ever wanna hear or say that word again.
- [giggles]
- Art Donovan: What was it?
- Marcy: Cupcake...
- Art Donovan: [laughs] That's not so bad. I'm sorry.
- Marcy: I want my new code to express the kind of job I do.
- Art Donovan: Hm. Barraduca? No, that's too many letters.
- Marcy: You pick. Something that really discribes me.
- Art Donovan: Ten.
- Marcy: You have a way with numbers.
- Mrs. Pynchon: [having a meeting by candle light due to a blackout] Well, this is certainly a romantic setting for a press conference.
- Lou Grant: Mrs. Pynchon, in this light, you look just like Lauren Bacall.
- Mrs. Pynchon: Well, thank you, Mr. Grant. So do you.
- [giggles like a school girl]
- Charlie Hume: Well, in a normal emergency, everything would've be fine.
- Mrs. Pynchon: Emergencies are seldom normal.
- Billie Newman: This is terrific.
- Lou Grant: It's better than terrific! Hm!
- Mrs. Pynchon: What on earth are you eating?
- Lou Grant: Soup. It used to be ice cream.
- Charlie Hume: We liberated it from the cafeteria. You have your choice of Vanilla Fudge, Rocky Road or Neopolitan.
- Mrs. Pynchon: Which do you suppose goes best with cognac?
- Lou Grant: Anything goes with cognac.