Stephanie Smothers: My mom always said holding a grudge was like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
Emily Nelson: Thanks to you, I'm getting married.
Stephanie Smothers: How did that happen?
Emily Nelson: Oh, you know, the good, old-fashioned way.
Stephanie Smothers: Bathroom sex?
Sean Townsend: Stephanie, listen to me. If a grudge is self-inflicted poison, then the person who invited you to this wedding is the most poisoned person that I have ever met. She doesn't let go, and you are the biggest grudge of her life.
Emily Nelson: The key to the shackles of deceit is truth.
Stephanie Smothers: Hi. It's nice to meet you. You look beautiful.
Portia Versano: Oh, coming from you, that means very little.
Aunt Linda McLanden: Drugs make life so much easier, don't you think?
Emily Nelson: Low-self-esteem Stephanie is such a boner killer. Can you just go back to being cute?
Sean Townsend: As long as they keep plying me with enough booze to kill a small show pony, I'll be fine.
