Holling: We're going to have a baby? Shelly: Just like you and me, only smaller. And just in time for Christmas!
Maggie: I used to think of my life as an endless string of dead ex-boyfriends.
Maggie: I don't have any experience being an instrument for good!
Maggie: Look at this plant, Ed. Ed: Ok. (stares at plant) It doesn't seem to be doing anything unusual, Maggie.
Maurice: Stevens, is anything simple to you?
Maggie: Pessimism? No, no, Fleischman, this is realism.
Joel: You're actually wearing garlic to repel mosquitoes? Marilyn: It works. Joel: Oh, and I suppose you can back that up with some hard, empirical evidence? Marilyn: Dracula doesn't like it. Joel: Dracula? Marilyn: He sucks blood.
Holling: I want to throb and ache at the end of the day!
Holling: If I don't find something to plant I'm going to jump out of my skin!
Shelly: You go play in the mud all you want, babe, just keep it out of the house.
Shelly: Take it from me, H. You, me and the rug rat - it's going to be better than Superbowl Sunday.
At the Mosquito Festival, the band played 'I Wasn't Raised on Pop.'
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