- Fred G. Sanford: [Discouraging his son from eating breakfast at Julio's] Son, come here, let me tell you something. Now, if the Lord had intended you to eat Puerto Rican food, he'd have lined your stomach with Pepto Bismol.
- Julio Fuentes: [after they both get done listening to Fred's farewell tape] Boy, that's sad.
- Lamont Sanford: Yeah, it is.
- [Then jumps up off the couch and heads to towards the kitchen as if nothing happened]
- Lamont Sanford: Welp, let's go get lunch.
- Julio Fuentes: Wait! Wait! Didn't you just hear that? Your father has left you for good!
- Lamont Sanford: Julio, he pulls this stuff all the time. Now, he's probably sitting at a bar somewhere hoping I feel sorry for him. Well, it isn't going to work this time.
- Fred G. Sanford: [after Grady comes over and tells Lamont that Fred moved out and where, Lamont sits down on the sofa and puts his feet up on the tape recorder, accidentally hitting play again, and before he can stop it Fred comes back over] Um, P.S. again; Bye, Dummy.
- Grady Wilson: [He comes over and tells them Fred moved out, and Lamont initially doesn't believe him] Check the bathroom! If his Pluto Water's gone, *he's* gone!
- Fred G. Sanford: [Suggesting a name for Lamont and Julio's business] I'll tell you what you should call it - Julio and damn foolio.
- Fred G. Sanford: [Describing his bed at the flophouse] This bed is so full of bugs, I feel like I'm sleeping at the watergate!