Marienne Hotchkiss: Dance is a very powerful drug Mr. Keane. If embraced judiciously, it can exorcise demons, access deep seated emotions and color your life in joyous shades of brilliant magenta that you never knew existed. But, one must shoulder its challenges with intrepid countenance if one is ever to reap its rewards.
Singleton: Yeah, well, you play like a girl.
Hayley Goodfairer: Excuse me?
Shane Wolfe: Think of it as a Bradley Assault Vehicle.
Seth Plummer: Yeah, especially with Zoe driving.
Isabelle Sorenson: You can kiss my self esteem butt, Donald Duck. Why tell your life story, and tell only the good parts?
Donald Morton: It's Donald Morton.
Isabelle Sorenson: You're missing my point.
Donald Morton: No I'm not! I just - never know what to say.
Gracie Hart: People may care about people who care about themselves, but I just don't care about those people.
Rachel: Everyone promises you happily ever after... but life turns into a different kind of fairy tale.
Oliver Martin: My brother's deaf, Em. I can go days without talking.
Cousin Bo: Some people fear the Lord. I fear women.
Kitty Kane: What really happened between you and Roe?
Cousin Bo: Roe... was my first love. I traced her name in cow shit. She was my first, my last, my everything.
Kitty Kane: Was it um... true? I mean that, you had...?
Cousin Bo: What?
Kitty Kane: Um... trouble?
Cousin Bo: Only with Roe. With other chicks, I'm Barry White. I go to the meat market.
Isabel Bigelow: Oh, we're going to kiss aren't we?
Jack Wyatt: I thought so. But, thanks for ruining the moment Miss Narrator.
Holly Hamilton: I'm whipped, so time to hit the sheets, even though I have no idea which box there in.