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Karen: Hey Marce? I slept with Hank.
Marcy: Okay, either I'm really fucking baked or you just told me that you boned Hank.
Karen: His dad had just died, so...
Marcy: You're such a slut!
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Bill: (referring to Mia's book) Well the content is just a little unsettling, wouldn't you agree? The whole thing reads like some teenage girl's fantasy about having an affair with some depraved asshole who bears a striking resemblance to my least favorite American novelist.
Mia: What makes you think it's fantasy?
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Marcy: Has bill requested the ass yet?
Karen: No! And he's not gonna get it.
Marcy: Not even on his wedding night?
Karen: No!
Marcy: You don't deny your man the ass. You give it to him, because once he knows he can have that, he ain't gonna want that shit anymore. Believe that.
Karen: I dig that.
Marcy: Yeah man. The ass is always greener.
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Hank: (To Karen) You know, I'm sorry I never gave you a day like today. I don't know what I was so afraid of... so negative. Because I look around and... I think it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen... beside from you.
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Becca: I'm very proud of you.
Hank: Really? And why is that?
Becca: Cause you got through it...and didn't get into a fight with anyone. Well, you didn't start it at least. You're tragically flawed, dad, but you've got a good heart.
Hank: I'll take that.
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Karen: Jesus Christ, Hank. F***! It wasn't supposed to be like this. I mean, I wasn't supposed to be married to some other guy, and you weren't supposed to flush your f***ing career down the toilet, and Becca wasn't supposed to start her period and some strange woman show her to use the tampon for the first time.
Hank: All those things that weren't supposed to happen... they happened. What happens next is up to you.
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Becca: Dad?
Hank: Yeah.
Becca: It happened.
Hank: What happened?
Becca: It.
Hank: It what?
Becca: It.
Hank: It.
Becca: The it.
Hank: Oh, it. Shit.