As I was going to St. Ives, / I met a man with seven wives. / Every wife had seven sacks, / Every sack had seven cats, / Every cat had seven kittens. / Kittens, cats, sacks, wives, / How many were going to St. Ives?

Simon

The only hand on your pecker is going to be your own!

Fenwick

Reese Feldman: [Kitty kisses Reese] Mmm... why'd I'd get so lucky?
Kitty: I dunno... I just love when you talk so tough...
Reese Feldman: Of course you do baby, that's why you're my girlfriend on the side.

Sybil Stone: [Signing to Thad after Meredith has insulted his being gay] Hey. Hey, you.
[he doesn't look her way, she tosses a fork at his plate to get his attention]
Sybil Stone: I love you. And you are more normal than any other... asshole sitting at this table. OK? OK. I need a fork.

George: Everything's gonna be okay, sweetheart. Don't be upset.
Young Kristina Jung: What's happening to us?
George: I don't know.
Young Kristina Jung: Are we gonna split up?
George: No, never. Don't even think about that, it's impossible. I love your mother and you are my heart. Could I live without my heart? Could I?

[Discussing their careers as marijuana growers]
J: I've a strong suspicion we should have been rocket scientists, or Nobel Peace Prize winners or something.
Charles: Peace Prize? Ooh. Be lucky to find your penis for a piss, the amount you keep smoking.

Back home, when I'd tell people what I do for a living, they'd think, "Well, yeah, that figures." But over here, it's a... a big mystery. So I guess I've changed some.

Captain Miller

It seems that Mr. Stokes has a grudge against the Soggy Bottom Boys, on account of their rough and rowdy past.

Pappy O'Daniel

Well, at least it's not herpes. Or do you have that as well?

Fat Amy

I am satisfied with my care.

Hiro

Man in Bakery: I would settle for something shaped like a fish.
Dennis: Go to a fishmonger!
Man in Bakery: I'm a vegetarian.

I don't think you're quitting because you believe these things you say. I don't. I think you want to believe them, because you're quitting. And you want me to agree with you, and you want me to say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're right. It's all fucked up. It's a fucking mess. We should all go live in a fucking log cabin." But I won't. I don't agree with you. I do not. I can't.

David Mills

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