- Mason: [referring to Roxie's attempt to stab his hand for taking her hash browns] I've never seen such violence over such small potatoes.
- Daisy Adair: These are all at the Farmer's Market in exactly 27 minutes. I smell a disaster.
- Mason: No, five deaths is not a disaster.
- George: How many deaths is a disaster?
- Mason: More than five. Five's bullshit.
- George: How many?
- Mason: 16-20 is a disaster. 21 and up: catastrophe. 8-15 is a calamity.
- Rube Sofer: Seven and under?
- Mason: That's a crying shame.
- George: [voice over] Look at those lips. I just want to bite your face. I wanna tear your skin off and make pajamas out of them and wear them to bed.
- Deirdre Daly: [handing George a flower] For my first customer of the day.
- George: [taking her soul] Mine too.
- [George is thinking to herself about the new guy she has just met at work as she walks around the office]
- George: I cannot go out with this Brennan guy, it would never work out. You're a Taurus, he's a Gemini. He's Lutheran, and you're dead. You have to weasel your way out of this, you have to tell him... no.
- [sees Fran, flirting with Brennan and playing with his hair]
- George: Oh my god, some slut is stealing my boyfriend!