Dirty Sexy Money

Letitia: Are you going to say no to everything I like. Karen: Ding, ding, ding! No one wants to buy lingerie their mother approves of.

Letitia: But do you know what never lets me down? Not ever. Karen: Oh, oh, oh well. If it has batteries, Mom, I'd really rather not.

Nick: Yeah, what are you shopping for, jewelry? Karen: Nope. Uhm-mm. Nick: So, what are you going for? Karen: Sperm. Brian: Sperm? Karen: Yeah, you heard me. Buckle up, boys. Karen Darling is gonna have a baby.

(The plane rocks from the turbulence.) Karen: That can't be good, can it? 'kay, Brian, my guess is that God feels the same way about you that everyone else does. But just in case he's like a big picture kind of guy, maybe you could just toss out a prayer. Brian: No. I'm not going to pray to God for protection from a world he made dangerous. Just tough it out. (The plane rocks even harder.) OK. I'm gonna put a word in, alright? So just bow your freakin' heads.

(Karen and Nick both believes the plane would go down.) Karen: Nick, I know I've said this before, but if there's ever a time to say it again, it's now. Nick: What, Karen? Karen: I don't know if you've ever believed me, but I love you, Nick. I really do. Brian: You gotta be kidding me. Nick: Karen. Karen: Yeah? Nick: I don't know what in life or just everything that has kept us and made it impossible for us to be together, but I do know, in my heart, you're the one. You always have been. (Nick and Karen kiss.) Brian: Oh God! Oh God, we're gonna die! (The plane steadies.)

Simon: Just wanted to talk about a little rumor I've heard about. Jeremy: A rumor? Well, uh, when it comes to gossip, I'm a bitch. Let's dish!

Nick: What's wrong now? Brian: Karen's sincerity killed the car.

Karen: (to Nick) You can sleep on the floor. Oh, but not anywhere near the bed. Because you know, God forbid, you think an impure thought and accidentally impregnate me with your super sperm!

Nick: What the hell's going on here? Lisa: He's my client. Nick: Unless you're a prostitute, he's obviously much more than a client. Lisa: Funny! Edward invited me here to update his art collection. We're getting along.

Simon: Here's what we're gonna do. You see, I'm gonna let you be the big hero. I'll arrange things so you can rescue Nola's brother. But I'll need something from you. Jeremy: What? Simon: I'm gonna need you to kill someone. Jeremy: Who? Simon: Me.