~*~ Charlie's Angels ~*~

Charlie: Once upon a time there were three very different little girls who grew up to be three very different women with three things in common: they're bright, they're beautiful, and they work for me. My name is Charlie.

Charlie: Good morning, angels.
Dylan, Natalie, Alex: Good morning, Charlie!

(one of Alex's muffins is embedded in the door)
Bosley: What's this?
Dylan: Chinese fighting muffin.
Bosley: That's not funny. A friend of mine once took a Chinese fighting muffin in the chest; they sent him home in four Ziplock bags.

Roger Corwin: You have great hands. I could use someone like you on my staff.
Alex: My hands aren't going anywhere near your staff.

Dylan: Any creepy, thin men?
Natalie: A lot of creepy, non thin.

Party guest: I was wondering if...
Alex: No.
Party guest: So you're saying there's no chance...
Alex: No.

Dylan: Nat, what are you doing? That bartender is cute.
Natalie: I'm working.
Alex: He likes you. Go back and flirt a little.
Pete: That was fast.
Natalie: They don't call me "balls-out" Natalie for nothing.
Pete: Right. I haven't seen you to one of these. Are you new?
Natalie: Brand new. Like a virgin you know. I mean it's my first time...here at Corwin's.
Alex: Oh boy, she's going down.
Dylan: No way! He's into her!
Alex: Just pick up the tray and walk away.
Dylan: No, no, no, no. Stay and talk to him.
Natalie: What? uh-uh.
Alex: Flip your hair.
Natalie: What?
Alex: Flip your God damn hair.

Alex: Why do they always run?

Eric: So where we going, House of Pancakes or The Sizzler?
Vivian: What are you, the cheapest man on the planet?

Alex: Jason, I haven't been honest with you; I'm not a bikini waxer!

Chad: Was it the Chad?
Dylan Sanders: No, the Chad was great!
Chad: The Chad was great.

Chad: The Chad... is stuck.

Vivian: Never send a man to do a woman's job.

Dylan: And that's kicking your ass!

Steward: Look lady, it's not the seats that's gotten smaller, it's your ass that's gotten bigger.

Mr. Jones: Another movie from an old TV show.

Natalie: Nice flight?

Dylan: Damn, I hate to fly.

Natalie: I signed that release form. So just be free to slip things in my slot.

Natalie: Oh she did it.
Vivian: Oh, so I guess we can all go home now.

(After hearing how they're going to get into Redstar)
Natalie: It sounds like fun.

Natalie: Do you know how hard it is to find a quality man in Los Angeles?

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