Reunion Season 1 Episode 1

Carla: Jenna found out that "I Love You" can be said after sex but maybe she wasn't quite ready to hear it yet.

Aaron: (In the diner, with Carla and Jenna) Trust me, Wham is gonna be the next Beatles! Come on... wake me up before you go-go? That's brilliant!

Friend/Eulogizer: There were six of them. That's what I remember. Separatley not unlike you or me, but together like no group I'd ever known. But that was 1986 when I never would've thought that one of those six friends might be brutally murdered, in their prine, by an unknown assailant. Now 20 years later, one thing remains unchanged, that the departed didn't provide us with one like worth watching, but six lives that were so close, now I can't talk about one without talking about another.

Carla: I don't expect it to be always nice out in the world, but here, us, together, that shouldn't change. It can't change!

Aaron: I know how you feel about the way Jenna treats me, but we have a thing.
Carla: Yea, you love her and she ignores you.
Aaron: That's a thing.
Carla: Yea, a thing that should be removed.

Carla: (to her father) I don't like me as much as you like me.

Carla: Look, because I want to help, things only got more complicated after that summer, not less. And the next year was… was pretty crazy. And there's some things that... that I've always remembered.
Detective Marjorino: Ok, then Carla why don't you tell me what you remember about 1987?
(screen begins to switch between Carla speaking and someone holding a gun)
Carla: Well, I guess you could say 1987 (gun is cocked) started off with a bang. (Gun fires)

Carla: The summer just started out so... so full of hope, and now it's just… everything's changed.
Samantha: Everything but you. (Carla laughs) That's one of the things I love about you Carla. You're a constant, you'll never change.
Carla: Maybe it's time that I did, change.
Samantha: How?
Carla: By getting off my big butt and telling him how I feel.

Detective Marjorino: Mrs. Holland, I'm Detective Marjorino, NYPD. I'd like to ask you some questions.
Carla: What kind of questions?
Detective Marjorino: The kind I don't like to ask in public, the kind that go back twenty years.

Aaron: I'm telling you…Wham!, mark my words, the next Beatles.
Jenna: (chuckles) You think everyone is the next Beatles. Didn't you say that about Starship too?
Carla: (while nodding) Yes.

Jenna: (after sitting down with Aaron and Carla) Look at you…has anyone told you you'd make an adorable couple?
Aaron: (laughs) Yeah right…

Aaron: It's cute. But I mean, I dunno, a play? It sounds a little too, uh, St. Elmo's Fire, don't you think?
Carla: You cried during St. Elmo's Fire.
Aaron: Ok, I told you it was ragweed season, and my eyes get... The pollen count was very high that day.

Craig: Yellow light, you know what that means…
Craig & Will: Speed up!

(While Aaron is watching Jenna dance)
Carla: Careful, you're drooling.
Aaron: (sighs)Is it that obvious?
Carla: Only to those blessed with the gift of sight.

Alger: There were six of them. That's what I remember, six friends, separately not unlike you or me. But together, (sighs) like no group I've ever known. But that was 1986, when I never would have thought that one of those six friends might be brutally murdered, in their prime, by an unknown assailant. Now, 20 years later, one thing remains unchanged, that the departed didn't provide us just one life worth watching, but six. Six lives so close, that even now, I can't talk about one without talking about them all.