- Jack Tripper: Good morning! Coffee, toast and the Sunday paper just for you.
- Chrissy Snow: Oh!
- [but no, it's for Janet, because Jack is after her Frank Sinatra tickets]
- Chrissy Snow: Well, what about me?
- Jack Tripper: Oh, good morning to you too.
- Janet Wood: Chrissy. Is that all birdseed?
- Chrissy Snow: Oh no. It's half a roast chicken from Mrs. Roper.
- Jack Tripper: Hey, wait-wait, Chrissy. What happened to the birdseed?
- Chrissy Snow: Mr. Roper ate it.
- Chrissy Snow: [the parakeet's not in the box Jack sat upon] Of course it isn't. I couldn't leave the poor thing there all night. I let it loose to fly around in the bathroom.