Twyla: Oh, Alexis, garbage day is the same for the whole street. You didn't need to bring your garbage all the way here.
Alexis: Um, I brought my garbage here for a reason. I thought you might like to wear some of it.
Twyla: What?
Alexis: As you know, David and I are sharing an apartment in New York, so I'm like downsizing a little bit.
Twyla: I can't take all of this, Alexis. Maybe we can do another swap? Or, or, why don't I just go through it and pay for the ones I wanna keep?
Alexis: No, Twy, I can't take your money. I've seen how people tip here.

Alexis: Okay. What is everybody screaming about?
Moira: Sunrise Bay. It's happening. They've accepted my demands.
Alexis: All of them? Even the bracelet?
Moira: Even the bracelet.
Alexis: And you're giving it to me?
Moira: No, there are 30 diamonds on that thing.

David: What are you doin'?
Patrick: [sighs] Oh, I'm just trying to write my vows.
David: Oh. Well, if you need some flattering things to say about me, I'd me more than happy to help.
Patrick: I'm good. Thanks.

Moira: Why have I not been told about the double-decker sightseeing tour.
All: [laugh]
Twyla: Well, we wanted to show our support for your move to the Big Apple!
Ronnie: Yeah, we heard that Sunrise Bay was moving on without you, but who needs them?
Moira: Well, you know...
Ronnie: I say, fuck 'em.
Moira: Veronica!

Jocelyn: So what does this mean?
Moira: Alas, as much as it pains to say, this will mark my last rehearsal with you all.
Twyla: [emotional] Oh my goodness.
Ronnie: Oh, thanks for the heads up.
Moira: Camera waits for no one.

Alexis: Oh, hey, Twy! Is everything okay? Did I forget to pay for brunch again?
Twyla: Oh. No. You remembered. Today.

Alexis: Twy, I'm so happy for you. Oh. You deserve it.
Twyla: Thank you, Alexis. And you deserve this.
Alexis: Oh, my God. Twy.
Twyla: It's for all your dresses. Most of them fit. And whatever doesn't I'll just give to my mom.
Alexis: Okay. That's so sweet, but those dresses would never sell for this much, like not even in retail.
Twyla: Consider it a goodbye present. A little something to help you start your new life. Maybe even enough to get you your own place. You're gonna do great things, Alexis.
Alexis: No, I know. But I can't accept this. Even though I know I'm gonna regret it, in like a minute. I think that if I'm gonna do this on my own, I need to... do this on my own.
Twyla: I respect that.
Alexis: Oh. Hey, I don't mean to tell you how to spend your money, but maybe you could use some of it to come visit me?
Twyla: I'd like that.
Alexis: Boop. Hey Twy, like, cute dress.
Twyla: Thanks. My friend gave it to me.

David: I'm sorry, I said I would share a place with you.
Johnny: So does this mean you'll be coming with us, Alexis?
Alexis: Um, no. I think it means that I'm gonna be flying solo to New York. I've done it before, and I can do it again.
Moira: You take that ember of independence and you keep it burning. Because you, my darling, are destined to be on fire!