Connor: I don't know what it is she's afraid of. It's like she always thinks the bottom will drop out.
Vivi: I think you know why she thinks that, don't you, honey? Because it did. It always did.
Caro: Get comfortable, bébé. I've got a full tank.
Caro: The only disease that can survive in our bloodstreams is alcoholism.
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: When I said "for better or worse" I knew it was a coin toss.
Vivi: Truth hurts, kiddo. That's all.
Sidda: What happened?
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: Security has been breached, backups have been called in. Full-iscale Ya-Ya alert.
Caro: Listen, kids, we gotta slow down or I'm gonna pop a lung.
Sidda: What are you, some kind of saint?
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: That's me. Saint Shep of the fields. Patron saint of sunflowers.
Sidda: I should'a quit when I was behind.
Necie Rose Kelleher: I wish you could've known your momma back then, you would've loved her.
Sidda: Necie, me not loving momma was never the problem.
Caro: Her not loving you was never the problem either.
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: You live with someone long enough, you can see what they're trying to hide by the way they try to hide it.
Vivi: I take a problem and chew on it 'til all the flavor's gone, and then stick it in my hair.
Sidda: I don't care if she was abducted by leprechauns and whacked over the head with their shillelagh sticks.
Caro: What I'd give to know then what I know now. And to still have those thighs.
Necie Rose Kelleher: I'm sure they're still buried in there somewhere.
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: I think it can best be said... The road to hell is paved with good intentions."
Sidda: Well, what about the road back? What's that paved with?
Shepard James 'Shep' Walker: Humility.
