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Immigration agent: Jackson Braddock?
Jackson: Yes?
Immigration agent: We're with immigration. You're in the country on an expired visa. You're gonna have to come with us.
Susan: Oh, no, no, no. Y-you can't take him now!
Immigration agent: Ma'am, not now. I need you to step back.
Jackson: Susan, there's a business card on the dresser with an attorney's number. Could you call him for me, please?
Susan: Please, can't this wait? We're about to get married!
Immigration agent: Not today, you're not.
Mike: What's goin' on? Who are these guys?
Katherine: Um, immigration agents, and I think they're sending Jackson back to Canada!
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Susan: Can't this wait? We're about to get married!
Immigration agent: Not today, you're not.
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Father Crowley: What brings you to our soup kitchen?
Gabrielle: Well, I want Juanita to work with the poor. I want to teach her to be grateful for how good she has it.
Father Crowley: Oh, well, we can always use a hand. And four hands? Well, that's a blessing.
Gabrielle: Oh, me? No, no. Not me. I'm not really dressed for ladling, but, um, I could stand by the condiment bar and spritz people with my Chanel.
Father Crowley: And you say Juanita is a little ungrateful? Hmmm...
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Bree: I'm up for a little creative accounting and some secret bank accounts, but hiring some thug to stage a break-in?
Karl: It's a community property state, babe. Orson's going to get half of everything, including your jewelry, your artwork, your antiques.
Bree: Wouldn't it be easier to just have him killed?
Karl: As your lawyer, I can't condone that. That said, I have a cousin--
Bree: (offended) I was kidding!
Karl: So was I. Loosen up, freckles!
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Bree: Orson, we've been robbed!
Orson: It wasn't me, I swear!
