Katharine Isabelle credited as playing...
- Ginger: I get this ache... And I, I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces.
- Ginger: [Playing with a kitchen knife] Wrists are for girls. I'm slitting my throat.
- Ginger: [to Brigitte] A girl can only be a slut, a bitch, a tease, or the virgin next door.
- Ginger: I said I'd die for you!
- Brigitte: No. You said you'd die with me. Cause you had nothing better to do.
- Ginger: Suicide is like... the ultimate fuck you.
- Ginger: Out by sixteen or dead on the scene, but together forever.
- [Growing impatient waiting for Brigitte to hold her hand]
- Ginger: C'mon! Together forever.
- Brigitte: United against life as we know it.
- Brigitte: People don't leave their dogs out alone anymore.
- Ginger: Then you'll just have to distract her while I nab the pooch and make with the gore.
- Brigitte: I can't distract her.
- Ginger: The fuck, Bee. This is your idea. If you don't like your ideas, stop having them.
- Brigitte: Are you *sure* it's just cramps?
- Ginger: Just so you know... the words "just" and "cramps", they don't go together.
- [Snatches the box of tampons away]
- Ginger: [takes a bite of food and drops it on her plate] Wish these were babies legs.
- [after killing the janitor]
- Brigitte: You like it.
- Ginger: It feels so... good, Brigitte. It's like touching yourself. You know every move... right on the fucking dot. And after, you see fucking fireworks. Supernovas. I'm a goddamn force of nature. I feel like I could do just about anything.
- Ginger: [suicide note] No comment.
- Brigitte: You gave it to Jason. You had unprotected sex and you infected him.
- Ginger: Ooops.
- Ginger: Do you think I want to go back to being nobody? You're fucked!
- [after Brigitte cuts her palm]
- Brigitte: You wrecked everything for me that isn't about you.
- [Brigitte cuts Ginger's palm, exchanges blood with her]
- Sam: No. Shit.
- Brigitte: Now I am you.
- Ginger: I know you are. But what am I?
- [while burying girl under the shed]
- Ginger: Think she's pretty?
- Brigitte: If I wasn't here, would you eat her?
- Brigitte: Oh my God, you killed Norman.
- Ginger: He barked and he barked and he just kept fucking barking!
- Ginger: [about becoming a werewolf, drunk on blood] You love it. Should come for the ride. A little scratch. Swap some juice. We'll be our own pack, like before. It's so 'us' B.
- Ginger: Y'know, maybe you're right. Maybe I _do_ see a monster. Yeah... It's got these little green eyes...
- Brigitte: Oh yeah, like I really wish I were hemorrhaging, hairy, and sucking off Jason McCarty.
- Ginger: You know, we're almost not even related anymore.
- Ginger: I kill their pets, B, and the only thing that helps is to tear living things to pieces. I can't be like this!
