Gabrielle: "So why weren't you sitting with Mike tonight? I thought you two were becoming an item."
Susan: "I sort of thought so, too. I'm getting a lot of mixed signals."
Gabrielle: "I'll tell you who wasn't giving mixed signals was that sexy Officer Thompson. He was staring at you all night."
Susan: "You noticed that?"
Gabrielle: "Honey, trust me. When they're not staring at me, I notice."
Lynette: "Your kids both went to Barcliff Academy, didn't they?"
Bree: "Yes."
Lynette: "We need you to recommend Porter and Preston. We can't even get an interview."
Bree: "Oh, you, um, want me to recommend the twins?"
Lynette: "Yes. You can tell them how beautifully behaved the boys are."
Bree: "So you want me to lie."
Lynette: "Yeah. I thought that was understood."
Bree: "Well, it's just that I'm very well respected at Barcliff and um, my word won't be good there anymore."
Lynette: "Yes, but by the time they realize their mistake, we'll be in. You're not having any more kids. What do you care?"
Bree: "Well, I had hoped someday to get my grandchildren into Barcliff, but I suppose that doesn't matter to you, does it?"
Lynette: "It really doesn't."
Gabrielle: "Paul and Zach are fighting again."
Lynette: "It's the second time this week. They never used to fight like that when Mary Alice was alive."
Susan: "It's a shame. They used to be such a happy family."
Bree: "Just because you didn't hear them fighting doesn't mean they were happy."
Mama Solis: "Family should always hug. Regardless of how they feel about each other."
Bree: "Did you hear there was a break in at Mrs. Frome's the other night?"
Rex: "Yeah. I heard they didn't take anything."
Bree: "Well, that doesn't make it any less frightening. I mean, he could have been a sexual predator."
Rex: "And he ended up at Mrs. Frome's? That would have been a lose-lose situation."
Bree: "Rex. That's not the point. The point is, I don't feel safe. And I was wondering if you could spend the night."
Rex: "You're in the NRA. You own, like, four guns. If someone broke in, I'd expect you to protect me."
Bree: "Rex. The truth is, with the kids gone, I'll be all by myself in this house for the first time in seventeen years."
Rex: "Honey, I know it's hard to hear, but the marriage counseling might not work out. You need to get used to being alone."
Bree: "You're right. That was hard to hear."
Rex: "Oh, come on. I'm, I'm staying at a motel. I haven't had a decent meal in weeks."
Bree: "Honey! The marriage counseling might not work out. You need to get used to bad cooking."
Officer Thompson: "So you're really turning me down. Boy, my self-esteem can't take this."
Susan: "I'm sorry."
Officer Thompson: "No, it's just now my ability to help those hostages has been compromised. Still, don't, don't blame yourself for what might happen."
Susan: "Blame myself."
Officer Thompson: "Yeah, well, it's just hard to rescue folks when you don't feel good about yourself. Ah, they'll probably all die anyway."
Susan: "Okay, fine. I'll go out with you."
Officer Thompson: "Great. I'll call you."
Susan: "Now that you've gotten your date, you can tell me what that really means -- that 907a."
Officer Thompson: "Someone's TV was playing too loud."
Susan: "Well, thank God for the thin blue line."
Officer Thompson: "I'll call you."
Twin: "Mom, I'm tired. How long do we have to do this?"
Lynette: "Hey, if I can still see your head, the pool's not deep enough."
Gabrielle: "Mama, I'll be right back. I'm going to the store."
Mama Solis: "Gabrielle. I'm coming with you. I want to make some tamales for Carlos."
Gabrielle: "No, no, Juanita, I'm not going to the supermarket. I'm going to the lingerie store."
Mama Solis: "Good. I need some bras."
Gabrielle: "I'm going to be a while. And I, I might get a facial."
Mama Solis: "I have a face."
Gabrielle: "You know, Juanita, this is so like you. I invite you on a nice shopping trip, and you find ways to upset me."
Mama Solis: "Oh, you didn't invite me. I invited myself. You keep looking at your watch. Is there someplace you have to be?"
Gabrielle: "No! You know, and for the record, I am not one of those women who has a hole in her heart that can only be filled by a baby. I like my life a lot. It's very fulfilling."
Mama Solis (to a fellow customer): "Excuse my daughter-in-law. She's very fulfilled."
Lynette: "So, he just blew you off?"
Susan: "I told him another man asked me out. It was the perfect opportunity for Mike to be jealous, and nothing."
Lynette: "Did you bat your eyes? You know, it doesn't work if you don't bat your eyes."
Susan: "Honey, I batted everything that wasn't nailed down. I'm telling you, nothing."
Gabrielle: "Juanita hasn't let me out of her sight since she's gotten here."
John: "Really? Well, I don't see her now."
Gabrielle: "She's watching her Mexican soap opera. The rebel's virgin daughter's about to be seduced by the escaped desperado. So until she puts out...Juanita won't even know that I'm gone. Come on. I said I was sorry."
John: "You know, just so you know, I've turned down half the pep squad for you."
Gabrielle: "You can't be serious."
John: "No. You know,I'm starting to think that maybe I should be with someone my own age."
Gabrielle: "Well, I thought teenage girls bored you, John. I thought what we had was beyond that."
John: "So did I."
Gabrielle: "So then why do you want to go back to something you don't want?"
John: "I don't know."
Gabrielle: "Maybe you're tired of me."
John: "No. I want to be with you."
Gabrielle: "Then why are we arguing?"
Mama Solis (calling from outside of the shed): "Gabrielle!"
Gabrielle: "Damn it! The virgin gave it up already?"
Tom: "Maybe it's time that we look into homeschooling."
Lynette: "I know you did not just say that."
Tom: "Honey, it's, it's, it's got its advantages. You know, kids in home school do better in their later years."
Lynette: "They won't make it to their later years if I have to spend all day with them."
Tom: "Honey, sometimes you just -- you got to make the sacrifice. It's probably the best thing for the kids."
Lynette: "Why don't we just put them back in me and cook 'em until they're civilized?"
Tom: "You'd be cool with that?"
Gabrielle: "Oh, for God sakes, Bree, you're a woman. Manipulate him. That's what we do."
Bree: "But how?"
Gabrielle: "I don't know, how did you usually manipulate Rex?"
[later]
Bree: "Hello, Zachary. Are you free for dinner tonight?"
Zach: "Sure."
Bree: "Oh, good, because last night, you put me in such a holiday mood, so I'm going to make roast turkey and candied yams and eggnog. Have you ever had real old-fashioned eggnog?"
Zach: "No, I don't think so."
Bree: "Oh, you are going to love it. It has quite a kick."
Officer Thompson: "What are you doing? Where are you going? It's not safe."
Susan: "I'd rather take my chances on the street, thank you very much."
Officer Thompson: "Oh, why do I always pick the psychos?"
Susan: "Excuse me. I'm a little lost."
Prostitute: "Oh, you best be lost. This here's my corner."
Susan: "Oh, uh, yes, and -- and a lovely corner it is, and I hate to bother you while you're...working. I just was wondering if you could point me in the direction of a pay phone. Oh, and if you had some change, uh, for this five, preferably quarters..."
Prostitute: "Honey, if I got paid in quarters, I'd be doing something very wrong."
Susan: "Right. Okay. Thank you."
Mike: "You okay?"
Susan: "Yeah."
Mike: "Then how much for a trip around the world?"
Mike: "Look, okay, I know you're mad at me, and I'm sorry I didn't stop you from going out with that guy."
Susan: "I'm not mad at you. I mean, I'm not just mad at you. I'm mostly mad at myself."
Mike: "Okay."
Susan: "I'm mad that I like you so much without really knowing anything about you."
Mike: "Oh. What do you want to know?"
Susan: "What's your favorite food?"
Mike: "Mexican."
Susan: "What's your favorite sport?"
Mike: "Football."
Susan: "Favorite band?"
Mike: "Elvis Costello."
Susan: "That's a guy, not a band."
Mike: "It's a guy with a band."
Susan: "What do you think of me?"
[Mike kisses her]
Susan: "I'm sorry.Could you repeat that?"