Karl: Are you really serious about this? You want Marla to carry our baby.
Wendy: You'd rather our child be carried by someone we don't know?
Karl: No… but I'd rather it not be carried by someone with the emotional stability of Britney Spears.
Lisbeth: (to Duncan) You… you're like a drug to me. You make me feel amazing for an hour or for a weekend. And then you let me down and I come crashing back to reality. I'm a forty year old woman; it's time for me to quit chasing that fairytale.