Anne Heche

Winifred: "Why Albania?"
Conrad: "Why not?"
Winifred: "What have they done to us?"
Conrad: "What have they done for us? What do you know about them?"
Winifred: "Nothing."
Conrad: "See? They keep to themselves. Shifty. Untrustable."

Conrad: "Leave it alone! What did television ever do to you?"
Winifred: "It destroyed the electoral process!"

Robin: "Whoa. What happened?"
Quinn: "It crumpled the landing gear when we hit."
Robin: "Well, aren't you gonna fix it? I mean can't we, can't we reattach it somehow?"
Quinn: "Sure, we'll, like, glue it back on."
Robin: "Aren't you one of those guys?"
Quinn: "What guys?"
Robin: "Those guy guys, you know, those guys with skills."
Quinn: "Skills?"
Robin: "Yeah. You send them into the wilderness with a pocket knife and a Q-tip and they build you a shopping mall. You can't do that?"
Quinn: "No, I can't do that, but I can do this [pops finger out of the side of his mouth] ...does that help?"

Quinn: "They come here looking for the magic, hoping to find romance, when they can't find it anywhere else."
Robin: "Maybe they will."
Quinn: "It's an island, babe. If you didn't bring it here, you won't find it here."

Ames: "What did he do?"
Motss: "He raped a nun..."
Ames: "Oh, God. Oh, God. Jes... - Oh, God!"
Motss: "And..."
Ames: "'And'? I don't want to know an 'and'. Why is there an 'and'?"
Motss: "Look, look, look, look. He's fine as long as he gets his medication..."
Ames: "And if he doesn't get his medications?"
Motss: "He's not fine."

Winifred: "So when we touch down tomorrow, Big Bird is going to meet Schumann at the airport, huh?"
Stanley: "Big mistake, big mistake. You gotta bring them in by stages. Big mistake to reveal Schumann before the election."
Winifred: "How so?"
Stanley: "Sweetheart, Schumann is the shark. Okay? Schumann is Jaws, you know? You have to tease them. You gotta tease them. You don't put Jaws in the first reel of the movie. It's the contract, sweetheart. The contract of the election, whether they know it or not, is 'Vote for me Tuesday, Wednesday I'll produce Schumann'. See, that's what they're paying their seven bucks for."

Winifred: "How are we going to explain that when the world is watching?"
Stanley: "Fuck the world. Try a ten a.m. script meeting, coked to the gills, no sleep and you haven't even read the treatment."

Robin: "What are you looking at?"
Quinn: "Nothing."
Robin: "Something."
Quinn: "Nothing."
Robin: "Oh, don't give me that, you were ogling."
Quinn: "Ogling? Let me ask you something. When you go into a department store to buy something like that what do you say to the clerk 'give me that outfit so no one will look at me?'"
Robin: "No, I like people looking... just not you."
Quinn: "If it makes you feel any better you're not my type."
Robin: "Oh good, why?"
Quinn: "Why?"
Robin: "Yeah, you know, I'm making conversation. Why?"
Quinn: "You talk too much. You're opinionated. You're stubborn, sarcastic and stuck up! Your ass is too narrow and your tits are too small."
Robin: "Hey, you wanna know why you're not my type?"
Quinn: "Nope."