- Mary Richards: You don't suppose... it's him?
- Rhoda Morgenstern: [Opens the door, sees Phyllis] Worse... it's her.
- William Campbell: [Mary's young admirer - and Bess' 'young man', William - has shown up at. Mary's, and starts to ask her questions] Tell me, Mary; why haven't you ever gotten married?
- Mary Richards: Uh, just never met the right guy, I guess.
- [Mary laughs a nervous laugh]
- William Campbell: But, you have lived with somebody, before, though.
- [with a smile on his face]
- Mary Richards: [Nervously] I-I-ice cream.
- William Campbell: What?
- Mary Richards: Ice cream! That's what we need, is some ice cream.
- [Mary quickly jumps up from the chair]
- Mary Richards: I haven put had any desert, and I bet I bet you haven't had your desert, either, right? So, why don't I just go down to the store
- [Mary grabs her coat, with William following her]
- Mary Richards: , and get some ice cream, and I'll have Bess come up here, and then we'll all have some ice cream!
- [Mary runs out the door, and yells]
- Mary Richards: Bess!
- Phyllis Lindstrom: [Mary's talking to Rhoda, who's about to leave her apartment. As Rhoda opens the door, Phyllis walks in - looks at Rhoda, then goes straight to Mary] Yoo-hoo, Mary, I'm glad I caught you alone. Are you busy?
- Mary Richards: Well, Phyl, as a matter of fact, I...
- Phyllis Lindstrom: [Cuts Mary off, mid-sentence] Good. Rhoda, close the door
- Rhoda Morgenstern: Oh, yeah
- [with that, Rhoda closes the door - with Rhoda still inside the apartment]
- Phyllis Lindstrom: [Phyllis, next to Mary, twiddled her fingers, and in her 'serious' tone, speaks] Bess... is outside - wit his her young man., and they're going to the school dance, and she's so proud of him, I just know how much she'd like you to meet him...
- Mary Richards: Oh, sure , I'd love to meet him...
- Phyllis Lindstrom: [Phyllis starts towards Mary's front door, then stops, and turns back] Oh, and, um, Mary; when I bring them in, um, don't make a big tsimmes over them. Don't treat them like children. They're not children., you know. They're little people.
- Rhoda Morgenstern: [With a smirky-smile on her face] I would love to meet your 'little people'. Why don't you slide them under the door ?
- Rhoda Morgenstern: [as Mary's been getting ready to go out, Rhoda - who stopped by to borrow an iron - is talking to her. Finally, Rhoda is leaving] Thank you.
- [Rhoda waves the iron]
- Mary Richards: [Puzzled] Hey, I thought you had an iron?
- Rhoda Morgenstern: Yeah, I do, but you need 2 of them for a grilled cheese sandwich