Hildy Good: Where are blackouts when you need them?

Hildy Good: Where are blackouts when you need them?
Marvin Boggs: I never thought I'd say this again. *I am getting the pig*!
Margot: I'm scraps of sketches of lines… Scraps of a woman you love…
Travis Block: You name it, I've probably done it.
[last lines]
Detective Park Doo-Man: Did you see his face?
[Girl Nods]
Detective Park Doo-Man: What did he look like?
Schoolgirl: Well… kind of plain.
Detective Park Doo-Man: In what way?
Schoolgirl: Just… ordinary
John Merrick: I AM NOT AN ELEPHANT! I AM NOT AN ANIMAL! I AM… A HUMAN BEING! I… AM… A… MAN!
Frank: What are you doing kissing *this* guy?
Sarah: Well, I didn't wanna kill him.
Frank: Well, what kinda stupid logic is that?
Ewen Montagu: But the real tribute tonight goes to Iris, my brilliant wife, who in the morning sails to less troubled shores with our nestlings in tow. Iris is wiser than Solomon, stronger than Samson, and more patient than Job. But she has to be. She's married to me.
Liz Gilbert: In the end, I've come to believe in something I call "The Physics of the Quest." A force in nature governed by laws as real as the laws of gravity. The rule of Quest Physics goes something like this: If you're brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting, which can be anything from your house to bitter, old resentments, and set out on a truth-seeking journey, either externally or internally, and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue and if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher and if you are prepared, most of all, to face and forgive some very difficult realities about yourself, then the truth will not be withheld from you.
Patty Fenn: [final line] So what the hell kind of show are we going to do next week?