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Milter: Ally, I was once a boy.
Ally: Thank you. I didn't know therapists were supposed to reveal their own guarded secrets.
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Ally: And who am I today?
Milter: It would only be a guess...
Ally: Take it.
Milter: Somebody who desperately wants love but who no longer believes in it.
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Jenny: Oh, this is for me. "Lady is a Tramp" That's what he used to call me, his little tramp.
Ally: Oh, how romantic.
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Glenn: Jenny, you're always the one who breaks it off.
Jenny: Because you're a pig and a schemer and a clown and all you care about is sports and you're impossible to live with. You're impossible to be with. But you're not impossible to love.
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Jenny: You thought he was cute.
Ally: I... I didn't.
Jenny: You did. You looked down to give your outfit a quick glance over. I know, I do that too. When I meet a cute guy I check my outfit and my breasts, to make sure they're still there.
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Ally: What do they call those people who relive their lives over and over again?
Milter: The clinical word?
Ally: Yes.
Milter: Pathetic.
Ally: Right. Right, well... well, I'm not one to relive my past problems, thank you very much. I've committed this year to new disasters.
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Ally: I've come to a point in my life where deep deep down I long to be... a mentor.
Milter: Oh, dear God, no.