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(Bree is talking to Katherine on the phone and is sorry to learn that she's already slept with Peter, an organ dealer...)
Bree: I just wish you had taken things more slowly.
Katherine: Bree, you have given me the most magical night I've had since I don't know when. You want to make me feel bad about it now?
Bree: No, I'm not.
Katherine: Oh, he's just so wonderful. I gotta tell you, if I'm not careful this guy could still my heart.
Bree: Well, if he tries just promise you'll call.
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Roberta: (to her sister, in the hospital) I drove 80 miles to see you, Karen, you better be dying or you're gonna pay for my gas.
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Bree: (to Katherine) Well, that's what's so great about it, technically it's a business dinner. It has all the potential upsides of a date while still being tax deductible.
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Susan: (To Jackson) So we break up and 15 minutes later you're with someone else... You got over me fast.
Darcy: Surprised it took 15 minutes.
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Jackson: We need to talk.
Susan: Sorry, bad time. I have the mailman upstairs in my tub!
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(Lynette opens the door for Lee. He's holding a bottle of scotch.)
Lynette: Hey. What's that for?
Lee: Well, I was gonna use it to wash down a bottle of sleeping pills the next time your husband's band defiled another rock classic, but since you got them a rehearsal space, I thought we could share it over ice.
Lynette: (laughs) Come on in!
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Bree: Peter's a felon? But he's so refined, so handsome.
Orson: Two qualities that did not serve him well behind bars.
