Gabrielle Winters: I lost the girl I was babysitting... technically, of course. But it doesn't really matter... I mean, fuck it, people lose their kids all the time, right?
Gabrielle Winters: If you want it told right... about me, the girl I lost that night... then the beginning's where I'll start.
Eddie Gator: You're getting my karate gi wet!
Eddie Gator: Bridget! This towel is weird!
Gabrielle Winters: You have to tell it in a certain way, so that it sounds right... so it sounds realistical.
Gabrielle Winters: See... logicalistically I can tell from your eyes that you're lying. How does that make you and Jesus feel?
Gabrielle Winters: You have a temperature of at least three or four hundred!
Wendy Covner: Open the door.
Lucy Covner: You're gonna hit me!
Wendy Covner: I am not gonna hit you; you sound like your father!
Lucy Covner: I just wanted to use your car for one minute to run an errand before Gaby got here, okay?
Wendy Covner: Please open the damn door. Really, I'm not going to hit you. Also, I didn't know you were into the "F" work; when did that happen?
Wendy Covner: Open the door- which reminds me we're taking this lock out!
Lucy Covner: I don't want another slap mark on my face for later!
Wendy Covner: Well, there's not gonna be a later because you're grounded. Gabrielle's on her way.
Lucy Covner: Tell me why I'm grounded!
[Opens the door, her mother slaps her face]
Lucy Covner: Ow! Ow! What the fuck was that for?
Wendy Covner: Don't say the word "fuck"!
[Lucy is crying]
Wendy Covner: Oh please, you should try out for the drama club or something. Go get your essay so you're ready when she comes.
Lucy Covner: Something bad is gonna happen to you! You wait and see!
Gabrielle Winters: You see this you little bitch? You see that? What is that? What is that? What are these? Scars. Scars! This one, right here's a scar from when a piece of glass cut right into me, inside me, it went right inside me, it cut inside me, right inside the baby!
Lucy Covner: Inside the baby? I don't buy that.
[Gaby slaps her face]
Lucy Covner: Ow! Owhowhow! My mom does that! Why would you do that?
Gabrielle Winters: Wow, okay, you're being a bit much.
Lucy Covner: I am not! I am fucking out of here!
Gabrielle Winters: Wait can't you wait til tomorrow to go? I think your parents would enjoy watching you run away more that I would. No! It's your dad's room, that room! Don't lock the door, please; I can't see you when you're in there!