- Lindsay Jillian: I really like you, Yvette. I wanna go hiking to Costco with you and buy chili stuff. Let's make a chili.
- Yvette: Did you seriously think that putting on some lesbian minstrel show would convince me to... what? I don't even know what you want.
- Lindsay Jillian: I want you.
- Yvette: You're not gay. Not to mention the fact that you had an agenda to get Gretchen hired back.
- Lindsay Jillian: That's not true! We squished boxes before you fired Gretchen. Don't hire her back, I don't care.
- Yvette: I'm sorry, Lindsay.
- Lindsay Jillian: Okay, you're right. Maybe I am trying hard, but that's because I love you, so quit the bullshit and tell me you love me back or I'll stab you, you fucking cunt.
- Yvette: You know what? You're fired.
- Gretchen Cutler: You following me, narc?
- Edgar Quintero: I'm worried about you, Gretchen.
- Gretchen Cutler: Why? I'm doin' great. Look how good I am at fetch.
- [she throws a stick; the dog she has on a leash doesn't attempt to retrieve it]
- Edgar Quintero: What were you looking for in the garbage this morning?
- Gretchen Cutler: Mind your own business, Edgar.
- Edgar Quintero: You made it my business when you started stealing my meds.
- Gretchen Cutler: Meds you don't use!
- Edgar Quintero: I don't use them because they were messing me up. And they're *prescribed* to me. Who knows what they're doin' to you?
- Gretchen Cutler: I do! They're making life bearable. Are you insane, monitoring me? My parents did that. And they were my parents. And I rejected them forever for it. You're just... you. Like, who the fuck are you, even? Maybe the best thing for everyone would be for you to get the hell out of our lives for good!
- Edgar Quintero: I know you got fired.
- Gretchen Cutler: [choking up] Please don't tell Jimmy.
- Edgar Quintero: Jimmy doesn't care about your job!
- Gretchen Cutler: Edgar, I am begging you. Don't tell Jimmy. He will leave me again, and this time he won't be wrong to do it.
- Edgar Quintero: Gretchen, Jesus.
- Gretchen Cutler: I was really trying at work. And I still blew it. Even when I try, I fail. I always fail. And I can't fail with Jimmy. I just... can't.
- Edgar Quintero: I won't tell him. But don't you think you should be able to?
- Gretchen Cutler: [softly] I'm sorry.
- [she walks toward Edgar; he embraces her]