Janet: When they built this place they put the tunnels in so the loons didn't have to go anywhere in the cold.
Susanna: I must've missed that in the brochure.
Courtney: If I got that money, I'd give it all to the homeless. Every cent.
Veronica Sawyer: You're beautiful.
Veronica Sawyer: Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count.
Veronica Sawyer: Great pate, mom, but I gotta motor if I wanna be ready for that funeral.
Veronica Sawyer: Hey, Martha. My date for the prom kinda flaked out on me. I was wondering, If you weren't doing anything that night, maybe we could rent some new releases and pop some popcorn.
Martha 'Dumptruck' Dunnstock: I'd like that.
Veronica Sawyer: Yeah. Me too.
Veronica Sawyer: She's my best friend. God, I hate her.
Veronica Sawyer: Get a job.
Veronica Sawyer: This isn't just a spoke in my menstrual cycle.
Veronica Sawyer: You're a rebel? You think you're a rebel? You're not a rebel you're fucking psychotic.
J.D.: You say 'toh-may-toe', I say 'toe-mah-toh.
Veronica Sawyer: How very.
Veronica Sawyer: Heather, my love, there's a new sheriff in town.
Veronica Sawyer: What the fuck?
Rodney: Ok, now I rarely listen to Neanderthals like Kurt Kelly but he said that he and Ram had a nice little sword fight in your mouth last night.
Veronica Sawyer: Ew! That son of a bitch.
Heather Duke: Veronica, you look like hell.
Veronica Sawyer: Yeah? I just got back.
Veronica Sawyer: That knife is filthy.
J.D.: What do you think I'm going to do with it, take out her tonsils?
Veronica Sawyer: Excuse me, I think I know Heather a little bit better than you do. If she were going to slit her wrists, the knife would be spotless.
Veronica Sawyer: I really don't like my friends.
J.D.: I don't really like your friends either.
Veronica Sawyer: They are just people I work with and and our "job" is being popular and shit.
Veronica Sawyer: I just killed my best friend.
J.D.: And your worst enemy.
Veronica Sawyer: Same difference.
Veronica Sawyer: It's one thing to want someone out of your life, but it's another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer.
Veronica Sawyer: Suicide gave Heather depth, Kurt a soul, and Ram a brain. I don't know what it's given me, but I have no control over myself when I'm with J.D. Are we going to prom or to hell?
J.D.: Greetings and salutations... you a Heather?
Veronica Sawyer: No, I'm a Veronica... Sawyer.
Heather Chandler: Corn Nuts.
Veronica Sawyer: Plain or BQ?
Heather Chandler: BQ.
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