- Lou Grant: Coffee smells good for a change!
- Art Donovan: Oh, that's not the coffee. One of the electric typewriters short circuited. Caught on fire.
- Lou Grant: Ok, what's wrong?
- Ellen: What do you mean?
- Lou Grant: Burt not coming with you, what's wrong?
- Ellen: Why do you always jump to the conclusion that something's wrong? I mean, did it ever enter your mind that Burt didn't come with us because he's busy?
- Lou Grant: Is that it?
- Ellen: No. We're separating.
- Art Donovan: Oh hey, this is good: there's a colony of anteaters reported living in Beverly Hills.
- [smiles and looks at Lou]
- Art Donovan: Wonder how they can afford it?
- [Lou does not reply]
- Art Donovan: Probably just renting.
- Charlie Hume: Can you beat that? He murders his wife and then he says he's gonna sue us because we wrote about it.
- Art Donovan: Leading off for the day we have the finals for the Miss Nude Los Angeles Pageant. I had six reporters available, I sent Rosenthal.
- Lou Grant: Why Rosenthal?
- Art Donovan: 'Cause he was the highest bidder.
- Lou Grant: You do that? Give money to bums? I dunno, usually I don't. I figure they, they're just gonna drink it.
- Mrs. Pynchon: Oh, I don't either, but, ehm, that poor fellow used to work for the Tribune.
- Lou Grant: Oooh, that's too bad.
- Mrs. Pynchon: He's a former City Editor.
- [Lou stops and looks at her, shocked]
- Mrs. Pynchon: I'm just joking.
- Lou Grant: Nicky takes his lead from you, honey. If he thinks you can't accept him the way he is, how can he accept himself?