Nicole Harris : I'm sorry I punched you the first time I met you. Willoughby Whitfield : Oh, that's okay. Nicole Harris : And it wasn't very ladylike of me to hit you with a boiled lobster. Willoughby Whitfield : It's okay. Nicole Harris : You can hit me back if you want. Willoughby Whitfield : [shaking his head]  That isn't exactly what I had in mind. [They kiss] 

Willoughby Whitfield : [as they go for a ride in Herbie]  Let's stop kidding ourselves, okay? This is just an ordinary little car. Like a million other ordinary, rather unattractive... [suddenly, Herbie takes off down the road]  Nicole Harris : I don't think you should've said that. Herbie's very sensitive about his appearance!

Nicole Harris : Sweet dreams, Herbie.

Willoughby Whitfield : Why do you pretend to talk to this car? Some people might wonder. Nicole Harris : Don't listen to him, Herbie. Just move it.

Nicole Harris : If I do marry Willoughby, I'd like the satisfaction of nailing him myself!

Willoughby Whitfield : Please, Miss Harris, I can't believe Uncle Alonzo would do things like that. Nicole Harris : Wait a minute! Uncle? He's your uncle? Willoughby Whitfield : Yes. That's how I happen to know Uncle Alonzo has a heart... Nicole Harris : You rotten spy! [she takes a lobster from the waiter's tray and smacks Willoughby, knocking him over the railing and into the water] 

Grandma Steinmetz : Oh Nicole, I want you to meet a gentleman from Mr. Hawk. Nicole Harris : How do you do? [Nicole punches Willoughby in the jaw, knocking him to the ground]