Cooper: “Cranky.”

Charlotte: “I’m always cranky.”

Cooper: “Glowing.”

Charlotte: “I’m always glowing. Now please, stop stalking me and my womb.”

Violet: “What do you have to help with erections? Ok, now I’m humiliated.”

Sam: “My mama didn’t want me to get hurt, ok? And then I got older, and I j…you better stop looking at me like that!”

Violet: “I need a man. I need a non-Cooper man.”

Cooper: “There is no type. Regular, normal people are driven to murder every day. Right, love? Love will do it every time! Twisted, sick, messed-up love.”

Sam: “Cooper. Charlotte King is still alive, right?”

Addison: “You got shot. You wanna be both shot and dirty?”

Violet: “I’m not your best friend, can I sleep with him?”

Addison: “There is a difference between my brother being a whore and my best friend consciously choosing to sleep with him.”

Naomi: “God, who knew? Who knew that meaningless sex could be amazing?”

Archer (re: Bizzy): “L.A. is Sodom and Gomorrah as far as she’s concerned.”