David: I can't tell what's more tragic, the fact that the only store in town is closing, or that they've decided to display fungal cream beside the cereal boxes.
Stevie: That's actually really convenient, because I forgot to have breakfast, and I'm running low on fungal cream, so...
David: I don't wanna hear you say fungal again.
Stevie: Fungal?

David: I mean, this store in the right hands could be very lucrative.
Stevie: Uh huh, and by the right hands, you mean your hands?
David: Well, I mean someone with faultless taste who understands what people want and need, and if those happen to be my hands, then...
Stevie: So why don't you do something about it?
David: I'm pretty sure telling them that they've driven their store into the ground might be rubbing salt in the wound.

Stevie: No, I'm saying ever since you walked in here you've been talking about how you would've done things differently, so now's your chance.
David: Okay, your eyebrows never move, so I can't tell whether you're being serious or not.
Stevie: I think you should put what little money you have where your mouth is.
David: I do have a very good idea.
Stevie: What you lack in most things, you make up for in unsubstantiated confidence.
David: Okay, are we good to go?!

Ronnie: Well, I'm not voting for it.
Moira: I'm inclined to side with Veronica on this.

Roland: All right. Look guys, this is a big decision. Let's take a little time to think about it. It's-it's Christmas World! We don't wanna get on their naughty list. [laughs]

Ivan: Oh. This is where I bake. I have three ovens. Is tradition in my family. We make vatritza, burek, gibantsa and now I making uh, Danish, eclair, American-style toaster popping tart.
Johnny: Wow, that sounds great, Ivan, but I was thinking cinnamon buns. You know, the smell of cinnamon in the motel lobby, mmm!
Ivan: Mr. Rose, for you, I can make anything.
Johnny: Great.
Ivan: Blueberry bun, butter tart, blueberry butter tart with raisin, blueberry butter tart with chips of chocolate...
Johnny: Well, let's just stick with cinnamon buns for now, and if this works, we'll take it from there.

Moira: And just what is this exciting new venture?
David: I plan to submit a lease application for the general store.
Moira: Ha! Oh! Can you imagine..? Not seizing on this opportunity.
David: Well, I'll be investing some of the money I got from the Blouse Barn.
Moira: Mmm-hmm, a bold decision. Especially since the previous business has since gone under. Dare I say, the space might be cursed?

Ronnie: Who wants a silver tree? The only people who buy silver trees are serial killers, and single men over 40. And my cousin, who is a single man over 40.

Ronnie: Okay, what did they send you?
Moira: Nothing, I assure you. But when one considers the alternatives...
Ronnie: Moira, are you caving on this?
Moira: I'm just thinking out loud. What if a young, independent business person were to step in? I worry... One worries... You worry, are they too naive, or overly coddled, or emotionally precious to handle the rigour of establishing a business?

Bob: Look, I, uh... I don't wanna pressure anyone, but, uh, Gwen did tell me if I, uh, I don't get Christmas World passed, I shouldn't come home.