Henry Gibson: Mr. Wormwood
Dr. Greenbush : Nice wedding. You know, Jack, next week, I'd like you to swing by the office. I have some new tests I'd like to run on you...
Wendy : Jack, I think we should try dating. Maybe not exclusively at first, at least for me, but...
Mr. Wormwood : Jack, since you're not going on the cruise, I sure could use you at the store on Monday
Jack Putter : [realization dawns on him] That was the Cowboy.
Lydia's Editor : Who's the Cowboy?
Dr. Niles : It's um... classified.
Jack Putter : [stops and turns around - to Doctor Greenbush] Doc, I'm cured!
Jack Putter : [to Wendy] Wendy, not a chance!
Jack Putter : [to Mr. Wormwood] And Mr. Wormwood, thank you! And I quit.
[runs and jumps into Tuck's car]
Mr. Wormwood : You've got a great future in front of you in Retail Food marketing, and I just hate to see you throw it all away by going psycho on us.