"You again."
"That's what you get for putting junk in MY box!"
And YES, she did really empty out that box of all its trash just so she could sit in it.
"How do I drive this?"
"You just got served"
"Is that for me???"
"Are you still mad?"
"YMCA cat dances for you"
"Oh god, where am I? No, wait. WHO am I, and WTF was I drinking?"
"Whoa... Damn."
"What?!"
B.J.: Some guys'd shoot themselves in the foot to get sent home. Klinger: Not me! I'd ruin a perfectly good pair of nylons!
— (M*A*S*H)