Anna Foster: Ben. Can you ever just say what you really feel?
Ben Calder: Okay, all right! Because I'm jealous as hell. Because I'd hate to see you with Gus Gus. I'd hate to see you with any other man. Because not only did I adore kissing you in Venice, but also because I'm so un-bloody-hinged just being near you.
Anna Foster: You didn't want me to get hurt, and you were right. I needed protection because people can't be trusted. I learned my lesson.
Sadie Jones: Reverend Frank? What... What are you doing here?
Choir Boy: Reverend Frank is everywhere, remember?
Hilary Faye: Well, if it isn't the heathens.
Cassandra: Burn in hell, you narrow-minded, tacky-ass bitch!