Samantha Who?

Samantha: I just wanna do something that is meaningful. I mean, you're the one who said that I was cut out for better things, right? Regina: That was when the leaves were green. (points outside the window) Look at all the pretty Fall colors.

(Owen giving Samantha a piggyback ride) Samantha: Jeez, if I had known you were gonna carry me for ten blocks, I wouldn't have had dessert. Owen: No, it's my fault. I walk everywhere, and I forget that pretty girls like to wear pretty shoes.

Samantha: I can't believe how stupid I am. Of course, why would he buy the building when he can get the realtor for free? Dena: I think you're lucky he didn't buy it. Samantha: How am I lucky? Dena: Because if he did, you'd always be wondering if he did it because he owes you. Samantha: Oh. Oh, I get that. Dena: You know, like a whore. Samantha: I said, I get it.

Dena: I tried to have a one night stand on a plane once, but we crossed the international date line, so it ended up being a two night stand. Samantha: It was not a one night stand. Okay. Owen and I had a connection. Dena: Oh, us too. Yeah, we switched planes in Hong Kong.

Regina: Samantha, it's called sales. Real estate is not about selling a building, it's about selling yourself. Samantha: No, selling yourself is actually called prostitution.

Andrea: Hello Andrea. Andrea: Seth. Oh God. It's back. Seth: That's right, and I'm carrying your baby. Andrea: I hoped you were dead. I mean, I heard you were dead, and then I hoped it was true.