Annie Jackson-Camden: Great husbands don't smoke pot, cheat, hit their wives. Open your eyes, Frankie, and see who you're really married to before it's too late.
Lucy Camden: [to Rachel] Okay. You... be quiet for a second and listen to me!
Lucy Camden: And you! well, you like adults. And I'm an adult... a very tired adult, who's tired of having to listen to you and Rachel fight. I need a time-out, an adult time-out, which can only happen if you both go home. Now. Right away. I will call your parents and tell them whatever you want me to tell them, but please just go home! I promise that Ruthie will have you both over again... separately!
Lucy Camden: [to Sarah and Rachel] Okay, I have been listening to you two all day, and a couple of things are clear. You both like Ruthie, and you both have a different relationship with Ruthie... which happens. Different people see different things in you, and they bring out different qualities, and...
Rachel: No offense, but if I wanted an after-school special lecture, I'd turn on my TV.
Julie Camden Hastings: I don't know if I believe Mary.
Dr. Hank Hastings: I think we should tell Eric and Annie about her - about the beer, and that she's still hanging out with Frankie.
Julie Camden Hastings: I hate to get her in trouble. If this were an isolated incident... she wasn't drunk. She could be telling the truth
Dr. Hank Hastings: But if she is in trouble, and we don't say anything, how are we going to feel later... that we knew she was in trouble, and we did nothing?
Lucy Camden: Why don't you girls go outside and play, and I'll set us up a picnic lunch?
Rachel: I don't like eating outside. It's a bug thing.
Lucy Camden: Okay... well, then, we'll have a picnic indoors.
Sarah: With orange soda?
Rachel: I don't like orange soda, and neither does Ruthie.
Sarah: Ruthie likes orange soda.
Lucy Camden: Who wants a cookie?
Rachel: Ruthie's my best friend, and I think I know if she likes orange soda!
Sarah: She was my best friend first.
Rachel: But you obviously don't know her as well as I do!
Sarah: Yes, I do.
Rachel: No, you don't!
Lucy Camden: Really. Taste a cookie. They're still warm.
Rachel: What's Ruthie's favorite color?
Rachel: Blue! What does she want to be when she grows up?
Sarah: A vet.
Rachel: Queen Elizabeth! See, I told you that you didn't know her. I know her. She's my best friend!
Julie Camden Hastings: This was a mistake. I'm never leaving Erica again, ever!
Mary Camden: Please don't say that.
Dr. Hank Hastings: We come home, the house is a mess, the baby is a mess, there's another baby here we don't even know. You had guests over after we told you not to, and you were drinking. What is wrong with you?
Annie Jackson-Camden: [to Frankie] What are you doing?
Frankie: What do you mean?
Annie Jackson-Camden: What are you doing with that man?
Frankie: Look, Johnny is a great husband and father.
Annie Jackson-Camden: He tried to hit you. He would have hit you if my husband hadn't stepped in.
Frankie: But I love him, okay?
Annie Jackson-Camden: Do you love Mercy?
Frankie: Of course I love her!
Annie Jackson-Camden: Then why do you keep putting her at risk? If Johnny had hit you, or if someone had called the police, you and Johnny would be in jail right now. If that happened, then what would happen to Mercy?
Frankie: [to Mary] I came all this way to beg you in person. Please watch Mercy. Please. Be my friend, and do me this one favor. I just need an hour, and your sister said your aunt and uncle would be gone all day.
Frankie: I think Johnny's cheating on me. I want to follow him - catch him in the act. And I can't do that unless you watch Mercy.
Mary Camden: [hesitates] One hour, right?
Frankie: Two hours max.
Mary Camden: Please don't blow this.
Frankie: I won't. I won't. I'll just go get Mercy.
Mary Camden: You left her in the car?
Frankie: I rolled the window down. Man... you're the best friend ever.
Mary Camden: Yeah, or the stupidest friend ever.
Mary Camden: The beer isn't mine, it's Frankie's. Frankie drank it.
Dr. Hank Hastings: That's your defense: "the beer belongs to my pot-smoking friend?" How stupid do you think we are?
Julie Camden Hastings: Let's just forget the fact that I'm a recovering alcoholic, and that any trace of alcohol in my house doesn't exactly make me happy. Let's assume that you're telling the truth - it's not your beer. Let's talk about how you, my underage niece, happens to have be involved with an underage friend who has beer. What's happened to you? Who are you?
Simon Camden: [about his earring] But if I take it out, the hole will close up!
Reverend Eric Camden: Exactly!
Simon Camden: That's not fair. Why can't I keep the earring?
Ruthie Camden: Because you look like a girl!
Annie Jackson-Camden: You went out of the house tonight without our permission. You went to the house of someone we don't know and have never met. At that house you allowed that someone we don't know to pierce your ear.
Reverend Eric Camden: Be grateful that the only thing we're doing is making you take out your earring out.
Simon Camden: Fine!
Lucy Camden: [to Eric] I'm sorry about tonight. I was trying to watch everyone and I shouldn't have let Simon sneak out of the house
Reverend Eric Camden: It's not your fault you weren't in charge of Simon. Simon is in charge of Simon.
Frankie: [to Annie] Are you actually suggesting that I leave Johnny? I can't raise a kid on my own.
Annie Jackson-Camden: You can't stay with a man who hits you. You can't. Mercy will grow up thinking that's what women do: they get hit. Is that what you want to teach her?