Nikolas: As per our agreement, here's a half-pound of genuine Ecuadorian cocaine. Now keep your big fat yapper shut, Mrs. Curwinkle, and nobody'll get hurt.
 

AJ: .. and after we're married, when you go down on me, I'll just hold your head gently like this. That's not so bad, is it?
 

Melissa (sweetly, to Edward): Good night, Mr. Quartermaine. Sweet dreams.
Melissa (to self, in robotic voice): I must kill him, for he is cranky.
 

Lucky: It's been so long since I've been in front of a camera, I can barely remember how it works!
Gia: It's been so long since I super-modeled that I can barely remember how to act superior!