Roland: Look you should feel good about yourself! Come on, you made some great choices today.
David: Nothing we bought today came anywhere close to something Meryl Streep would wear in "The Devil Wears Prada," nothing!
Roland: Oh jeez, you are so touchy! God, you're like a- A fancy dinner plate that you don't wanna nudge off the edge of the table.

Roland: Listen. If I wasn't so easily swayed by powerful women in a retail environment, I would've been there for you. Okay, because I honestly believe that really do have a very, very sharp eye.
David: Thank you, that's nice of you to say.
Roland: Trust me, when Joc sees this blouse, I'm gonna make sure she knows you're the one that picked it out.
David: I didn't pick that blouse.
Roland: I know, but I'm gonna tell her you did.
David: Okay, thanks so much.

Twyla: Is everything okay? People were saying that a girl was struggling with her bike. I kinda just assumed it was a toddler.

Twyla: Get the hell outta here, you dumb broad! That was another thing he used to say.

Johnny: This has gotta be better than the motel mattress we were using. I mean, who knows who tried that out!
Moira: Is that supposed to be helping me?!
Johnny: Moira, this is a $50 dollar gift from heaven. I mean, look, hey! I don't feel any springs, no nails, no bolts! It's comfy, come to bed.
Moira: Tomorrow we get a mattress cover.
Johnny: Yes, yes, that's the spirit. Seriously, don't think about it.

Alexis: David, the pedals make it move more!

Alexis: Hey, someone get my camera!
David: Nobody get a camera!
Stevie: David! Over here! [shutter clicks]