- Joe Lane: Oh honey, you made me the happiest cuckoo in the world. And I'm gonna make you glad you stuck too.
- Joe Lane: [singing to his fellow inmates] Violets, from tiny seeds, Fight there way up, Through the weeds, Violets can do it, Why can't you?
- Joe Lane: Listen, honey, I'll be home in a few minutes. Will you have something for me to eat on the table? Let me see what I'd like. I'd like a little piece of herring to start with.