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Liz: It was terrible. I went to [Rosemary's] apartment. I don't think she has a toilet. I saw my future, Jack.
Jack: Never go with a hippie to a second location.
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Liz: Rosemary says that women become obsolete in this business when there's no one left that wants to see them naked.
Jack: You make enough money, you can pay people to look at you naked.
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Liz: Alright, I need my job back. But this is not crawling. This is proud begging, like those kids that dance on the subway.
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Liz: Is that guy carrying a gun?
Rosemary: Yeah, but don't worry, he's not a cop.
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Rosemary: Now that you're free, we can work on something together.
Liz: Yeah, we can start our own network called Bitch TV... or the second idea that we think of.
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Liz: This is my show.
Jack: No, this is my show, and once a week I rent it out to the good people at the erectile dysfunction companies.
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Liz: You are a suit. You feed off the creativity and hard work of other people and turn it into commercials, and, and pie charts, and triangle graphs.
Jack: What's a triangle graph?
Liz: I don't know, it sounded real.
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Jack: (to Liz) You got into this business because you're funny and you're weird and you're socially retarded.
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Jack: Oh, God, "push the envelope". You know who uses that phrase? People who don't have the guts or the brains to work inside the system—letter writers, radicals, Howard Dean.
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Jack: (about Rosemary) Fire her, and don't ever make me talk to a woman that old again.
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Pete: Hey, Props gave me a bunch of dog penises for you to look at.
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Jenna: You've probably never seen breasts before, so I'm gonna lean over this desk, and you're gonna give me a new page jacket.
Donnie: Please, I breastfed til I was eleven, so I've forgotten more about a woman's chest than you'll ever know.
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Tracy: If you desecrate something, is that bad?
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Liz: I grew up wanting to be you.
Rosemary: I grew up wanting to be Samantha Stevens on Bewitched, but the closest I got was being married to a gay guy for two years.
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Jack: Tracy, we're going to do this together. You've got to get into therapy.
Tracy: I don't need therapy! I'm just mentally ill.
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Liz: You are my heroine. And by heroine, I mean "lady hero." I don't mean I want to inject you and listen to jazz.
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Liz: You're honestly telling me you don't know who Rosemary Howard is?
Pete: Is she one of the ladies who tried to shoot Gerald Ford?
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Jack: Where do you invest your money, Liz?
Liz: I have, like, twelve grand in checking.
Jack: Are you...an immigrant?
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Jack: When I think of the free-spirited Liz Lemon I met just one year ago, so resistant to product integration, cross-promotion, and adverlingus, it pleases me to see how well she's learned to follow.