Brian Kinney: Justin is a big boy. He should be allowed to make his own mistakes.
Brian: Remember what I said to you last night?
Justin: Yes, I heard. You said you love me.
Brian: Then how about marrying me?
Brian Kinney: He's my best friend since we were 14.
Dr. David Cameron: That's 16 years of waiting. He's been waiting so long he actually thinks he's happy. But you and I both know that he's never gonna get what he really wants, is he?
Brian Kinney: And what is that, Doc?
Dr. David Cameron: For you to fuck him.
Ted: I could fix you up with my sister... Only, she looks like me in a dress.
Melanie: What are you? Mr. Teflon? Shit just never sticks to you.
Michael: ...in ways that maybe no-one intended, those superheroes were a lot like me. At work they're meek, underappreciated... they're the guys that never get laid. And when they're around other people, they can never let anyone get too close for fear that their true identities will be discovered.
Michael: You'll always be young. You'll always be beautiful. You're Brian Kinney, for fuck's sake.
Brian Kinney: You've been to enough heterosexual suicide pacts to know this is a wedding cake.
Emmett: A song and a snack can turn any moment into an occasion.
Brian: What are you doing?
Justin: Giving my friend Daphne a tour of your house.
Brian: This isn't the White House. George Washington hasn't slept here.
Justin: He's the only guy who hasn't.
Emmett: Pink champagne... yeah, uh, that's too nelly, even for me.
Ben: Michael, we can't tell him not to use drugs if we do it ourselves.
Michael: Of course we can! That's what being a parent is all about.
Michael: This is where it all began.
Brian: ...and ended.
Michael: But it's who we are. It's what made us.
Brian: Didn't you say that this was all just a cheap illusion? That outside life goes on and in here nothing ever changes?
Michael: I did say that, yes, but that was before I realised that some things aren't meant to change. Dance with me.
Brian: It's not lying if they make you lie. If the only truth they can accept is their own.
Brian Kinney: Yo, bitches - tear each other's hair out later.
Debbie: My good ring just fell behind the fridge.
Michael: Your good ring?
Debbie: Yeah, the one I got on the TV show.
Vic: From the Joan Rivers Collection.
Debbie: And don't say a fucking thing about her. I like that she's got a big, dirty mouth that gets her in trouble.
Emmett: My intuition tells me things are not going to go well tonight.
Ted: Well, your intuition also told you Madonna was going to win an Oscar for "Evita."
Emmett: She so deserved it.
Debbie: A word of advice, my sweet Emmett - mourn the losses because they are many. But celebrate the victories because they are few.
Debbie: Now, you'd better get out of here before me and my fag friends beat the living shit out of you.
Emmett: My flame has been rekindled and is burning brighter than ever.
