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Rose Sorelli:
I transferred from Pre-Med to the Experimental Theater wing.

University Registration Lady:
Your parents must be so proud.

Rose Sorelli:
Why am I always at the bottom of the phone chain?

Marjee Sorelli:
Because you're the youngest and we don't care about your feelings.

Danny:
But I thought you had to pee...

Anne Sorelli:
My anger absorbed it. Outside, now.

Anne Sorelli:
[about Marjee giving Rose sex advice] What did you say?

Marjee Sorelli:
I said, it's good... have it.

Anne Sorelli:
I'll have to call you back, Rose. Three freaks just broke into my apartment.

Marjee Sorelli:
She hit a shopping cart in a parking lot.

Anne Sorelli:
Cut her some slack. She's a little rusty.

Ginnie Sorelli:
I can't believe you told. Does your word mean nothing?

Marjee Sorelli:
You knew this about me, Ginnie.

Marjee Sorelli:
Why is Renee coming to your office?

Anne Sorelli:
To go to lunch. I do it all the time.

Anne Sorelli:
[after seeing Marjee and Ginnie stare at her] Don't look at me like that.

Marjee Sorelli:
Don't give us stupid answers like that.

Anne Sorelli:
You guys, don't do this, okay? I promised Renee I wouldn't say anything.

Marjee Sorelli:
Well, I promised Ginnie I wasn't gonna tell you about her hitting the shopping cart.

Ginnie Sorelli:
And I'm sure that Marjee doesn't want you to know that she's sleeping with her boss' boyfriend.

Anne Sorelli:
You're what?

Marjee Sorelli:
Now you're supposed to tell us yours.

Anne Sorelli:
Not gonna happen. You're *what*?

Marjee Sorelli:
Okay, I don't even understand it, guys. When I wasn't sleeping with Jason, everybody thought I was going to. And now that I *am* sleeping with him, it's like *everybody's so surprised*.

Rose Sorelli:
Why do you always have to pick on me?

Flash:
I don't *have* to - I choose to.

Marjee Sorelli:
[Jason has named his car Winona] Just out of curiosity, did you name your car after Wynona Ryder or Wynona Judd?

Jason:
[embaressed] Uh...

Marjee Sorelli:
You know what, don't answer that cause either way, not so good for you.

Rose Sorelli:
[at a hospital] I'm telling you, I've been here before

Anne Sorelli:
Maybe you're thinking of Kings County Hospital. That's where we took you when you cracked your head open because you were jumping on the bed

Rose Sorelli:
No, I remember that. Good babysitting by the way

Anne Sorelli:
In my defense, Dad never should have let me babysit you on the night that Donna lost her virginity on 90210. *Hello!*

Ginnie Sorelli:
Bob, you have to go back to the market. I forgot to make the stuffing!

Bob:
Please don't make me go back there, please! The cashier with the big mole on her face wants to have sex with me

Ginnie Sorelli:
Bob, please go back to the market

Bob:
[uninthusiasticly] Okay. Violet here I come

Rose Sorelli:
How does a guy show he's interested in a girl?"

Joel:
Well, since we're all *exactly* alike, we blink three times... and unzip

Ginnie Sorelli:
Last time you had a party you got drunk and ended up running down the street naked.

Marjee Sorelli:
Who said I was drunk?

Marco:
[after Anne has tried to flirt with him, failed and caused an awkward moment] I better get to working on the sausage.

Anne Sorelli:
[still trying to flirt] God, I do like your sausage.

Marco:
[looks at Anne, surprised]

Anne Sorelli:
[pointing into her mouth with rapid back-and-forth hand movement] No, I mean how it tastes.

Marco:
Er, I'm gonna go back there, why don't you work on this. [gesturing towards the table Anne was sitting at]

Marjee Sorelli:
[to Anne, after Marco has left] Oh my God, you suck at flirting.

Marjee Sorelli:
Okay, so he stands up to give me a hug, right, and I swear to God, he smelled like cat food but like he didn't even have any idea because he lost his sense of smell in a bike accident.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Well, didn't you notice this when he hit on you at the bar?

Anne Sorelli:
No, this wasn't the emotionally unavailable guy from the bar. This was the co-dependent, wrong number guy. Keep up.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Oh.

Rose Sorelli:
How come I always get to keep score?

Ginnie Sorelli:
Because you're the youngest.

Ginnie Sorelli:
No, it's because you're a goody-two-shoes and we know you're not gonna cheat.

Rose Sorelli:
I am NOT a goody-two-shoes.

Anne Sorelli:
Yeah, Rose can't help it if she's a goody-two-shoes.

Marjee Sorelli:
Hmmm, just like I can't help being shallow?

Anne Sorelli:
Oh my God! Are we back to this again? I never said that you were shallow.

Marjee Sorelli:
Oh right, you said my job was shallow. I'm sorry.

Ginnie Sorelli:
She did not say your job was shallow.

Rose Sorelli:
She said your job was inconsequential.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Thank you, Rose, that helps...

Rose Sorelli:
She's Dad's girlfriend. We have to try to like her. And, you know guys, she's actually not that bad.

Anne Sorelli:
Not that bad?

Marjee Sorelli:
Are you kidding? Everything with her is always SUPER!

Anne Sorelli:
Yeah, she's pathologically chipper.

Marjee Sorelli:
[as Renee] Marjee, your father took me to see Beauty and the Beast on Broadway. That gay fella who plays the clock? He is just SUPER!

Ginnie Sorelli:
Dad and Renee are getting married?

Anne Sorelli:
What are we gonna do?

Rose Sorelli:
There's nothing you can do.

Anne Sorelli:
No, for Dad. We have to DO something.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Well, we should, uh, have an engagement dinner.

Marjee Sorelli:
Or we can poison her.

Anne Sorelli:
We can poison her at the engagement dinner.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Well, either way, we have to make reservations.

Ginnie Sorelli:
[On not being allowed to have sex] It's a chance to... go back to the beginning of our relationship. Like a first date.

Bob:
We had sex on our first date.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Yeah...

Bob:
Yeah.

Ginnie Sorelli:
Which is why this is great because it's like the first date we never had!

Bob:
[beat] I don't really date women who don't put out!

Rose Sorelli:
Oh my God! I'm never trusting Marjee with anything again

Anne Sorelli:
[like it's no news] Of course not, nobody does.

Marjee Sorelli:
Have you all been talking about me behind my back? I'm not Rose!

Joe Sorelli:
Do you remember when you threw a rock and hit Billy Mestachi in the eye?

Ginnie Sorelli:
Yeah, I was punished for a month

Joe Sorelli:
That's right. See, I wanted to reward you. I hated that little son of a b*tch. I was gonna take you for ice cream. Your mother went *nuts* on me.

Alex:
[right before the "naked" play] You ready to go?

Rose Sorelli:
Um... um... on stage or out the building?