Carla: You know, there's, there's something about him. I mean, he knows women. Like a jeweler knows jewels. Like a meat cutter knows meat.
Loretta: Like a marine biologist knows marines. Knowing me as well as I do, I'll probably end up crawling right back to him.
Carla: Yeah, and he'll be there waiting with that cute look on his face and those three little words, "She's my cousin."
Diane: You're not crawling back to him. We're gonna fight this together. You don't need that reptile. You can take care of yourself.
Loretta: But what'll I do?
Diane: Well, you must be good at something.
Loretta: Well... I'm great at singing.
Diane: Okay.
Loretta: In fact, before I married Nick, I was on my way to becoming a taller, blonder, less Mormon Marie Osmond.