- Jill Kendall: Were you this angry with me when I relapsed?
- Christy: No.
- Jill Kendall: Then why's this different?
- Christy: Because you haven't disappointed me my entire life.
- Jill Kendall: Well, at least you still have your mom. Mine died on me when I was 16 years old.
- Christy: Really? Oh my God, Jill, I'm sorry, I didn't know, what happened?
- Jill Kendall: Well she battled depression her entire life, but after a while she finally just lost the will to live, and she drove her red Ferrari into the garage, shut the door and carbon monoxide took care of the rest.
- Christy: Rat trap, rat trap! Oh my God, it's still alive.
- Jill Kendall: [calmly] What do we do?
- Christy: I don't know, I hate to see the poor thing suffer.
- Jill Kendall: Okay.
- [takes pocket pistol out of her purse and shoots it]
- Jill Kendall: It's dead.
- Christy: [shocked] You keep a gun in your purse?
- Jill Kendall: Well you can't really call this a gun.
- [takes out big black pistol, grinning]
- Jill Kendall: *This* is a gun!
- Marjorie: [walks in the bathroom and sees Bonnie bent over the sink and Christy prepping to cut her hair off] What are you doing?
- Christy: She needs to be punished!
- Marjorie: [cuts to Marjorie pushing her out the door] There's a whole list of stuff for the grocery store, take your time!
- [shuts door on her]
- Christy: It would've grown back!