Charlene Morton: Pretend I'm your wife. Talk dirty to me.
Peter Sanderson: Um, okay... I wanna kiss you A LOT.
Charlene Morton: No no no! Dirtier.
Peter Sanderson: I wanna give you - an aromatherapy massage.
Charlene Morton: Try harder.
Peter Sanderson: I wanna have sexual intercourse with.
Charlene Morton: I give up.
Ashley: Compliments of Tae-Bo: 2 hours a day 5 days a week.
Charlene Morton: Compliments of the hood: 24 hours a day all my life.
Motormouth Maybelle: [to Seaweed and Penny.] Oh, so this is love? [She pauses and then smiles.] Well, love is a gift, a lot of people don't remember that. So, you two better brace yourselves for a whole lotta ugly comin' at you from a neverending parade of stupid.
Penny Pingleton: [Totally serious.] So, you've met my mom?
Georgia Byrd: I didn't come here to make an impression on anybody, I just came here to blow every last cent I had.
Gunther: Please don't die, Miss Byrd, I read your note.
Georgia Byrd: You went through my stuff?
Gunther: Oh yeah, I go through everyone's stuff, I apologize.
Georgia Byrd: You wait and you wait for somethin' big to happen... and then you find out you gon' die.
Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: The only way we gonna see cash is if we take a bank.
Cleo: Now see I'm with that shit.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Ya'll niggas done lost ya'll mind. We might as well not even tak about this shit no more.
Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Well I'm talkin' 'bout it. And ain't nobody gon stop me from talkin bout it.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Well talk is cheap... nigga.