— All right. You want me to tell you why you couldn't handle it?
— Unless you'd like me to jump off the fucking roof.
— She's gay.
— No kidding.
— And you are a macho, homophobic...
— Homophobic?
— Yes, and gay, male or female, scares the living hell out of you.
— Right.
— Where are you going?
— To jump off the fucking roof.
— I should be so lucky.
Steve Brooks is in body of a woman called Amanda. His lesbian client Sheila Faxton is interested in Amanda. But while kissing Steve (Amanda) faints.
— What can I do for you?
— I'll take a ham on rye.
— This is a barber shop, not a delicatessen.
— Oh. Well, then, why don't you give me a haircut?
— Morning. Walter, I won't beat about the bush. Your marriage has become an embarrassment to the firm, so... I'm going to have to let you go.
— Well, I was gonna quit anyway, Arnold. See, I'm gonna become a father soon, and it would really be an embarrassment for me to have to tell my kid that I work for somebody like you.