David: You know, being approachable isn't that important anyway. The Queen hasn't smiled since the 70's, and her birthdays are still very well attended.
Moira: Exactly! Wait. What are you saying?

Alexis: It's just a checkpoint, okay? I've been through tons of these in Johannesburg, um, it's like a drive thru, except everybody has a gun.
Johnny: When were you in Johannesburg?!
Alexis: I don't know. I remember I just got my braces off, so...
Johnny: You were 14, in South Africa?!

Alexis: Just remember, no sudden movements, do not reach for the glove box, and not matter what happens do not tell them your real name.

Moira: Stevie! Stevie, you're an average Joe... Anne. You must have an opinion.
Stevie: On what?
Moira: About my approachability. Jocelyn seemed to insinuate that I am not at one with the people. But I've always believed that you lead with your best foot forward, and the masses will follow!
David: You sound a bit like a dictator.
Moira: Oh enough, David. Stevie understands!

Twyla: Between us, I had a bad experience with black market milk.
Johnny: Oh?
Twyla: Granted, I bought it from a man who I later found out was a drifter. Anyway, it made a lot of people sick, and I am almost positive now it wasn't cow's milk.
Johnny: Okay.
Twyla: It might've been elk's milk. Is elk's milk a thing?
Johnny: I don't know. I don't know.

Moira: As a strong willed modern woman, with a high school degree, you know how hard we have to work to be taken seriously!
Stevie: I actually went to college, but sure. I would vote for you based solely on the fact that you wore this outfit to the cafe for breakfast.

Moira: David? David! David, I have an urgent campaign related question: I am approachable...
David: Is that a question?
Moira: Yes, the question is: I am approachable...
David: That sounds more like a fact that you're sharing with me.
Moira: Are you saying you disagree?
David: With your statement? Um...

Alexis: You're thinking about becoming a drug dealer? I mean, I get it, it's fast money, and no one would ever suspect you.
Johnny: I'm thinking of selling raw milk.
Alexis: Oh. I don't think that's right for you.
Johnny: But selling drugs is?!
Alexis: Okay, I had a friend in Venice Beach who sold raw milk, and his entire compound was raided. I mean, he also sold drugs, but like...

Moira: I saw Jocelyn today.
David: You did?
Moira: Mmm-hmm. She looked very different. Mostly improved, though I must say, I didn't like the matchy matchy skirt and blazer! No, she looked like an ageing stewardess from a Latvian airline!
David: I told her not to wear the jacket with the skirt, so I don't know.

David: Well, I'm sorry, I felt very conflicted about the whole thing.
Moira: Of course you were. Now will you be a doll, and fetch Mummy a knife?
David: A knife?
Moira: Oh, I'm sorry, I think you'll find one lodged in the middle of my back.
David: Okay, well, that's a lot.
Moira: And when you pull it out of my back...
David: Okay, I'm gonna take a shower.
Moira: You can plunge it into my heart!
David: Okay, all right.
Moira: Plunge it into my heart!