- Martha Marx: Oh Erlene, you goof! you know me. Couldn't hurt a fly. No sir, re. Couldn't hurt a fly if I wanted to. Couldn't hurt a fly if I tried. Not one violent bone in my body.
- Erlene White: Don't let that bitch leave Rosario's room alive. Call it, poetic justice. You good with that?
- Morrissey White: So I guess I owe you some praise. Thank you, Samantha. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for giving me an excuse. To kill you.