[As Dave sees Kendra in her undies...]
Dave Buznik: Kendra, even though I'd love to see ya take that bra off because it represents a team I've hated my entire life, I think you gotta keep it on.
Kendra: Why?
Dave Buznik: 'Cause I got a girlfriend.
[Kendra then frowns]
Kendra: I'm not a child, Dave. If you think I'm a porker, then just come right out and say it.
Dave Buznik: No, no, no... I don't think you're a porker.
Kendra: Well, then, why, when the idea of sleeping with me comes up, you, all of a sudden, have a "girlfriend"?
Dave Buznik: Because I do, I do, I have a girlfriend.
Kendra: Said the liar to the beached whale!
Dave Buznik: You're not a beached whale! If anything, you could even gain a few pounds.
Kendra: Oh, so now I'm too skinny for you?
Dave Buznik: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean that.
Kendra: Is this what you want, Dave? [stuffs her face with brownies]
Dave Buznik: No.
Kendra: [with mouth full] If I put on a few pounds, will you be able to stifle your vomit long enough to have sex with me?!
Dave Buznik: Holy shit.
Kendra: [still stuffing herself] Are you such a hot stud that you're gonna break me in two?
Dave Buznik: You're angry right now. Do ya wanna sing a song? Do you know "I Feel Pretty"? [Kendra throws a brownie at his face] Oh!
Kendra: [while pelting him with brownies] Get out, get out, get out! Get out! [slams the door]
Dave Buznik: Porker! Fatty! No!
Dave Buznik: Kendra, even though I'd love to see ya take that bra off because it represents a team I've hated my entire life, I think you gotta keep it on.
Kendra: Why?
Dave Buznik: 'Cause I got a girlfriend.
[Kendra then frowns]
Kendra: I'm not a child, Dave. If you think I'm a porker, then just come right out and say it.
Dave Buznik: No, no, no... I don't think you're a porker.
Kendra: Well, then, why, when the idea of sleeping with me comes up, you, all of a sudden, have a "girlfriend"?
Dave Buznik: Because I do, I do, I have a girlfriend.
Kendra: Said the liar to the beached whale!
Dave Buznik: You're not a beached whale! If anything, you could even gain a few pounds.
Kendra: Oh, so now I'm too skinny for you?
Dave Buznik: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean that.
Kendra: Is this what you want, Dave? [stuffs her face with brownies]
Dave Buznik: No.
Kendra: [with mouth full] If I put on a few pounds, will you be able to stifle your vomit long enough to have sex with me?!
Dave Buznik: Holy shit.
Kendra: [still stuffing herself] Are you such a hot stud that you're gonna break me in two?
Dave Buznik: You're angry right now. Do ya wanna sing a song? Do you know "I Feel Pretty"? [Kendra throws a brownie at his face] Oh!
Kendra: [while pelting him with brownies] Get out, get out, get out! Get out! [slams the door]
Dave Buznik: Porker! Fatty! No!
[As Dave sees Kendra in her undies...]
Dave Buznik : Kendra, even though I'd love to see ya take that bra off because it represents a team I've hated my entire life, I think you gotta keep it on.
Kendra : Why?
Dave Buznik : 'Cause I got a girlfriend.
[Kendra then frowns]
Kendra : I'm not a child, Dave. If you think I'm a porker, then just come right out and say it.
Dave Buznik : No, no, no... I don't think you're a porker.
Kendra : Well, then, why, when the idea of sleeping with me comes up, you, all of a sudden, have a "girlfriend"?
Dave Buznik : Because I do, I do, I have a girlfriend.
Kendra : Said the liar to the beached whale!
Dave Buznik : You're not a beached whale! If anything, you could even gain a few pounds.
Kendra : Oh, so now I'm too skinny for you?
Dave Buznik : No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean that.
Kendra : Is this what you want, Dave? [stuffs her face with brownies]
Dave Buznik : No.
Kendra : [with mouth full] If I put on a few pounds, will you be able to stifle your vomit long enough to have sex with me?!
Dave Buznik : Holy shit.
Kendra : [still stuffing herself] Are you such a hot stud that you're gonna break me in two?
Dave Buznik : You're angry right now. Do ya wanna sing a song? Do you know "I Feel Pretty"? [Kendra throws a brownie at his face] Oh!
Kendra : [while pelting him with brownies] Get out, get out, get out! Get out! [slams the door]
Dave Buznik : Porker! Fatty! No!
http://www.moviequotedb.com/movies/anger-management/quote_128498.html