LONNIE: That's right. Zan's my brother. Rath's my lover. But who are you? Why are you still livin' and breathin' and ridin' in this car? Oh, that's right. You're here 'cause i love you. Ain't that sweet?

MARIA: Hello? I'm singing on Saturday at the new performance space next to the museum!
MICHAEL: Yeah. But I've heard you sing before. What's the big deal?

MARIA: No. No, it's not ok. You ordered pepperjack. You have the right to expect pepperjack. This is...this is unacceptable is what it is!
BRODY: It's just cheese.
MARIA: No, it's not just cheese.
BRODY: But it's a very small thing.
MARIA: Yes. It is a very small thing, and that's why a person who can't even get the cheese right does not deserve to live!
BRODY: Wow. You take your job very seriously.

MAX: What are you running from?
ISABEL: I'm just getting in shape.
MAX: Since when? Your only exercise used to be the escalator at the mall.

LONNIE: Cool. Thanks, Sheriff. You're the freakin' man!

LONNIE: Ah. This must be his bitch. Where'd you find this?
RATH: In his sock drawer.
LONNIE: "To Max. I'll always love you. Liz."
RATH: Liz.
LONNIE: She ain't got nothin' goin' on.
RATH: Yeah, well, I'd do her.

PHILIP: What happened to you? You look like some...rapper on TV. Like that, uh, Queen Latisha.
LONNIE: Queen Latifah.

RATH: So...Max's a head case. We can use that. "Love, Liz". Mmmm.

MARIA: Clearly, you are a man with too much money. Look, I don't know what you're thinking, Mister, but Maria De Luca, right here...not for sale. I mean, sure...no. No! Not even for that much money.

LONNIE: Well, they made one batch and didn't get it quite right, so...they made another.
MICHAEL: So you guys are, like, defective.
LONNIE: Actually, you're the defectives.

LIZ: Ok. This thing kind of happened with Kyle, but it didn't really happen, and I can't tell Max what I didn't do. But I can't tell you what I didn't do either, so don't ask me to explain it, ok? But...the point is, I just feel really stupid being here.
MARIA: Do you realize that what you just said made absolutely no sense?

RATH: You want me to kill him for you?
MICHAEL: I'll get back to you on that.

BRODY: Well, just things...missing moments of time, bizarre dreams I can't remember in the morning. It all reminds me of the last time. So, if I...suddenly disappear for a couple of days, it's nothing personal. I've just been abducted.

ISABEL: Yes, you did. You treat everybody like they're your property. I don't belong to you, Max. I never did.

LIZ: Oh...I can't tell you. But I just...I know, and...please, Max. You have to trust me.
MAX: I guess that's the problem, Liz.

Quote of the Week!

ALEX: Ladies, uh...frosty beverage?
LONNIE: No 3 ways tonight, opie. Maybe later.