Stevie: You don't have to do this.
David: Do what? Have fun? Smell like manure? Get called "scrimpy"? Who wouldn't wanna sign up for this?

Johnny: So what happened?
Moira: I can't believe you're wearing this. This is what I get for being nice, John. I'm doing this for Jocelyn because she paid for it, and it was her "little treat," and I didn't have the heart to rip it off my head. Much less torch it. So, now, until I get in the shower, I'm stuck looking like every other inmate in this godforsaken prison.

Moira: Well, I can't tell you how freeing it is, Jocelyn, to to try something new like this. 'Tis. I mean, of course, as an actress, I can imagine what kind of sad character might, but not necessarily.
Jocelyn: Sad?! You think this is a sad look?
Johnny: No!
Moira: No. Not the look. No, Jocelyn, I'm talking about the inner sadness that would come from from living in such a- We have to get drinks. Several drinks, don't you think? Let's celebrate!
Johnny: Let's celebrate drinking!

Roland: And in the neck.
David: It's still moving.
Ronnie: Just let it bleed out.
Stevie: You okay?
David: I feel like one of the Manson girls.
Ronnie: First time's tough. Even tougher when you shoot it in the neck 'cause then it takes longer to die.

David: So, now what? Do we just wait until its Turkey family comes and shoot them too?
Bob: Hey, I think I see them.
David: No, no.

David: What about what we just did makes you think, "Yeah, you know what? I wanna do this year after year after year"? Was it the lying in the mud part or was it wearing the clothes that smell like menthol cigarettes and body odor?
Stevie: 'cause usually it's more fun. Usually Ray comes and gets wasted and spends the whole day singing Carole King ballads.

Moira: David, I need a towel, please.
David: Is that a new wig? Because you are reminding me of someone.
Moira: Towel, please.
David: I need my towels. Uh, what who did this to you?!
Stevie: You went to Janine's.
Moira: Yes. Jocelyn took me to-
David: Jocelyn. You look like Jocelyn.
Moira: Jocelyn. And what's your excuse?
David: Oh, um I shot a bird in the neck today. It was an indelible image that I had scarred in my mind until I saw what was happening up there with you. So thank you. I'm gonna get your towel.