2x08 Ron and Tammy

Leslie Knope: I want it to be a perfect park with a state-of-the-art swing set and basketball courts, and off to the side a lovely sitting area for kids with asthma to watch other kids play.
Tammy Swanson: Wow. If I'd had a park like that when I was growing up, I probably wouldn't have gone through such a prolonged mall-slut phase.

Ron Swanson: I'm a simple man. I like pretty, dark-haired women and breakfast food. But this stock photo I bought at a framing store isn't real. Today I got the real thing. A naked Tammy made me breakfast this morning. I should have taken a picture of it.

Tammy Swanson: It's really good to see you, Ron.
Ron Swanson: You've aged horribly.
Tammy Swanson: You son of a bitch.
Ron Swanson: That didn't take long.
Tammy Swanson: [shouting] Oh my God! What is your problem? Nothing's changed, has it? Who set the bed on fire?
Manager: [the diner manager walks over] Excuse me, folks.
Ron Swanson: I DID, OKAY? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR? [to manager] We're fine, we're fine. [Ron and Tammy sit at different booths apart from each other]