The Curiosity of Chance

Brad Harden:
F*ggot!

Chance Marquis:
Oh, really? No. Don't feel the need to announce your sexual persuasion for MY benefit.

Chance Marquis:
[looking at Hank's case] What's in your case?

Hank Hudson:
What's in YOURS?

Chance Marquis:
I don't have one.

Hank Hudson:
One what?

VP Ophelia Smelker:
Why aren't you enrolled in our mixed choir?

Chance Marquis:
Uh, polyps.

VP Ophelia Smelker:
Beg your pardon?

Chance Marquis:
Polyps on my vocal chords. I-I can't sing until they heal.

VP Ophelia Smelker:
What about surgery?

Chance Marquis:
It's against our religion?

VP Ophelia Smelker:
Which is?

Chance Marquis:
Not to be discussed.

Chance Marquis:
[voiceover] My dad - a man who never met a rule he didn't try out at least once. Or a firearm.

Levi Sparks:
I think we're neighbors.

Chance Marquis:
Uh, I don't suppose you'd believe I have an identical twin brother who looks exactly like me?

Levi Sparks:
I can show you how to rig your cable box for the porn channels.

Claire Vuoyant:
You don't bullshit a drag queen, especially when she's known for her precognitive powers. It only leads to a heartache and a sore rear.

Sienna Marquis:
Why are you looking through Mom's old dresses?

Chance Marquis:
Don't you have a tiara to polish?

Brad Harden:
Hey, Marquis, next time duck, like the chicken you are.

Hank Hudson:
That makes no sense, on a pure poultry level.

Sir:
You gotta be tough, Chance. That's the only way to survive in this life.

Chance Marquis:
Did it ever occur to you that maybe I already am tough?

Sir:
What? No, that's not what I meant.

Chance Marquis:
No, I didn't think so, but then why would you when you've spent your entire adult life being trained to discern that which is only directly in front of your face? So when you look at me, all you see is everything you aren't and would never want to be. You don't see strength, just cowardice - and, let's face it, a big fag. So, if you'll excuse me, I have a field of daisies to go frolic through.

Twyla Tiller:
The cat is no longer toying, and its teeth are in the mouse's neck.

Brad Harden:
So tell me, Sparks, when exactly did YOU grow a pair, huh?

Levi Sparks:
When I figured out you don't really have friends, just subjects who live in fear of you.

Claire Vuoyant:
Okay, you hormonal mess of a crowd, are you ready for the next band?