Roland: [on the phone] Yeah, uh, dark hair. Answers to the name "Stevie". Um, kind of looks like a vampire. A little skittish when approached. Um, you know, I don't want to tell you how to do your job, but if you have a taser, you may want to use it.

Patrick: Hey, have you given any more thought to, uh, when you wanna start telling people? I'm kinda scared to do it today, I don't think your mom would want anything upstaging opening night of the show.
David: Yeah, and I think we need that added hiccup, so...
Patrick: So, tomorrow then?
David: Yeah. I mean, I haven't really given it that much thought.
Patrick: Yeah.
David: So one other option. What if, after the show tonight, we corralled a few people back to the motel? You know, we talk about the show for five to ten minutes, then maybe dim the lights, pop some bubbly, put some music on. I could stand up and give a speech. I'd look to you, you don't need to give a speech, but at this point I think Alexis will be getting misty, which will send sort of this intoxicating ripple effect through the room. Most people will be sobbing. And I'll be holding back tears, but the fact that I'm holding them back, I think, will make it all the more powerful. And you can be topping up drinks.
Patrick: Great to know you've barely given this any thought.

Moira: You wear her well.
Stevie: Sorry?
Moira: Magdalena. The only other time I've leased one of my girls is the Halloween when David was desperate to be Alanis Morissette.

Alexis: You're gonna be late for the airport. I can't wait to sip pina coladas with you.
Ted: Again, it's not really that kind of place, but yes. I love you.
Alexis: I love you. Excuse me everybody, um, it's time for Ted to Galapa-go now. [laughter]
Ted: I love you so much!

Moira: Oh, I could so effortlessly conjure up the perfect words to bedazzle your spirits. That's one of my gifts. But no. No, you need to be exactly where you are.
Stevie: Okay, are you talking about me, or Sally?
Moira: Why, Sally, of course. You, I'm not worried about. What the hell is your secret, Stevie? You just stand your solid ground, refusing to be anything but you. Hmm. Never thought I'd say this about anyone in this town, but you you're very, very cool. And whether you set sail, or stay put, that's not going to change. Now, why don't we take our Sally by the hand, and we go out there, and show those people everything she can be. If she were only more like you.

David: Well, I saw her this morning.
Roland: Huh, well you may have been the last person to see her, Dave. I don't know how you're gonna feel about this, but I'm gonna need some hair samples.

David: Okay, I'm sorry. I should never have told you before the show.
Stevie: Here.
David: What is this?
Stevie: Patrick asked for my blessing a few weeks ago, so I had them made. It would've been nice if he told me when it was happening, I literally could've picked these up any other day this week, but I will yell at him later. I assume you two will be moving in together, and I won't be there to give you towels when you need them, so...
David: Thank you. I appreciate the monogramming, and the choice of thread colour.

Moira: I should've known the risk. The toll that stage fright can take on someone who's not used to the hot sting of the spotlight. I was a fool not to let Gwen understudy.

Moira: Stevie, I'm so proud of you. You're really powering through tonight. Of course I never doubted you.
Stevie: Thank you, but I still have an act and a half to prove you wrong.
Moira: Now I suppose David's announcement left you a little shaken.
Stevie: That's really not it, Mrs. Rose. It's just... I wish I wasn't watching it all happen from behind the desk. You know? It feels like everyone's growing up all around me.
Moira: You know, before the "Crows" movie happened, I too thought there was no escape from this dark, troublesome existence that was my life in this town. I was as hopelessly crestfallen as you are right now.

Patrick: And what are we doing over here?
David: Hmm. I'm just editing some of our engagement photos.
Patrick: Oh.
David: You look great. I look like I crawled out from under a bridge.