Alice, I Think

Diane: Well, if anything goes wrong, call me at the camp; the number's on the fridge. Finn: The only number we'll need this weekend is 1-800-MORE-BEER. (he hands a beer to John and opens his) Diane: Finn, it's 9 a.m. Finn: Yup! Time's a-wastin'!

Diane: I told them you were tired and cranky from the long drive. I think they bought it. Alice: You didn't tell them it was my menses? Diane: Is that the reason for your outburst? Alice: No, Mom, I was being sarcastic. I actually want to go home.

Gayle: Okay, gals, the "My Vagina, Myself" workshop is up next. I hope you all remembered to bring your pocket mirrors. (Diane holds hers up) Alice: Mom! Diane: Alice, it's okay, I didn't really expect you to come to that one. Alice: Thanks!

Marcus: Why, why, why... Why did she dump me? I drove her everywhere she wanted in my cab... for free! John: Don't worry, Marcus, there'll be another girl. Marcus: No! No... I'll never love again. Finn: Sure you will... there's a new high school opening up in Terrace.