Carrie: "Oh, God, I just wish I could keep my hair like this forever!"
Betsy: "Shit, I could've been at home,
I could've gone to a movie,
I could be eating good food at my mom's house,
or with any luck,
I might've been invited to Jami and Graham Nichols' for the day.
Shit."
Betsy: "I have never seen anybody dressed like that, even if it
is a holiday."
Carrie: "I just hope I have enough sense not to do that when
I'm her age."
Susan: "I think I'll just try this one more time."
Phyllis: "If she puts her hand on my knee again, I'm leaving.
Accidental contact, my eye."
Carrie: "Surely I don't have to eat these things again this week."
Anesti: "I love American stuff, like the fourth of July,
but screw this watermelon crap."
Kathie: "PhD or not, she will respect my authori-tie."
Susan: "Good cook or not, to hell with her authori-tie."
Phyllis: "At least I know Kathie likes me better than her."
Kathie: God knows, this is the last time I go through all this
shit—and for what?"
Susan: "If she puts her hand on my knee again, I'm leaving.
Accidental contact, my eye."
Christopher: "I wish to God dad had never gotten that mother-fucking camera."
Carrie: "If only I could sleep, even for just five minutes."
Christopher: "Just five more minutes, and Carrie and I can be
alone."
Anesti: "I am an American, and proud of it. Oh yeah, and
I hate Bush."
Christopher: "I wish to God dad had never gotten that mother-fucking
camera."
Anesti: "If he doesn't keep that damned cat away from me, I'm
leaving."
Azzie: "God, I hate intruders. God, I hate intruders.
God, I hate intruders."