Who Are You Going To Believe, Me

Firefly: Where Is Your Husband? Mrs. Teasdale: Why, He's Dead. Firefly: I'll Bet He's Just Using That As An Excuse. Mrs. Teasdale: I Was With Him To The Very End. Firefly: Hmmph. No Wonder He Passed Away. Mrs. Teasdale: I Held Him In My Arms And Kissed Him. Firefly: Oh I See. Then, It Was Murder.

Let There Be Dancing In The Streets, Drinking In The Saloons, And Necking In The Parlor.

Don't Look Now, But There's One Too Many In This Room And I Think It's You.

Anyone Who Says He Can See Through Women Is Missing A Lot.

We In The Industry Know That Behind Every Successful Screenwriter Stands A Woman. And Behind Her Stands His Wife.