Alex: Love makes you do crazy things, insane things, things in a million years you never thought you'd see yourself do. There you are doing it... can't help it.
Anna: I've met somebody who seems to be Sean... I really hoped that he was Sean. I wanted him to be Sean. But I knew he wasn't... The thing is, I'm falling in love with Sean again. That's what's happening. I need you to tell him to go away. Because I can't do it.
Ben Calder: Anna? Anna.
Anna Foster: Ben! Come on! Venice awaits! Where have you been?
Ben Calder: Just having a mild heart attack.
Julia Lambert: Michael and I live separate lives. That's why we're so happy... more or less.
Jin: You and I are just pawns on a chessboard.
Javier Suarez: It's like dancing with my mother's ironing board.
Danielle: Ooh, boxers.
Matthew: I always wear boxers. You just caught me on a weird day.
Pastor Dan Parker: I'm a sexy man of God, and I know it.
Ella: You know Char and his uncle are responsible for the segregation of the kingdom.
Hattie: Who cares, he's dreamy.
Stacy: If we were the share our lives together, why didn't we share our lives together. I know you don't have to tell me everything Derek, but why wouldn't you want too? Unless there is someone else you are waiting for.
Mrs. Peatree: Are you kidding me? We conduct a nationwide manhunt for you and you're boning the suspect? Did you think this was a joke?"Let's divert federal resources and man hours so I can have my collegiate lesbian fling in style."
Amy: I was doing research.
Mrs. Peatree: I'll bet.
John Clasky: They should name a gender after you.
John Clasky: Looking at you doesn't do it, staring is the only way that makes sense.
John Clasky: And trying not to blink so you don't miss anything.
John Clasky: And all of that and you're you.
John Clasky: It's just that you are drop dead crazy gorgeous.
John Clasky: So much so, that I'm actually considering looking at you again before we finish up here.
Flynn Carsen: She may have been in cahoots with Wilde all along! Cahoots... I've been cahooted.
Matt: Exploring the Antarctic is like exploring space. You enter a void, thousands of miles, with no people, no animals, no plants. You're isolated in a vast, empty continent. Claustrophobia and agoraphobia in the same place, like two people in a bed.
Lalita Bakshi: You should be stirring your husband's dinner not trouble.
Carlton Morrow: We'll find you a woman in the sixth grade. Somebody with a little experience.