Margaret Tate: If you touch my ass one more time I will cut your balls off in your sleep, okay?
Margaret Tate: I can't swim!
Andrew Paxton: Hence...the boat.
Andrew Paxton: [as Margaret eventually climbs down a ladder.] Congratulations. I'm a hundred years old.
Margaret Tate: Why didn't you tell me you're some kind of Alaskan Kennedy?
Andrew Paxton: We were in the middle of talking about you... For the last 3 years.
Grandma Annie: Do you prefer Margaret or "Satan's Mistress"?
Andrew Paxton: You can do this, but that would require you to stop snacking on children while they dream.
Andrew Paxton: Margaret, will you marry me? Because I'd like to date you.
Margaret Tate: Was that your family?
Andrew Paxton: Yes.
Margaret Tate: Tell you to quit?
Andrew Paxton: Every single day.
Andrew Paxton: Don't take this the wrong way.
Margaret Tate: OK.
Andrew Paxton: You are a very, *very* beautiful woman.
