Connie Sumner: I think this was a mistake.
Paul: There is no such thing as a mistake. There are things you do, and things you don't do.
Connie Sumner: Edward... did you hurt him? You did, didn't you? Jesus, Edward. Talk to me. Tell me what you did.
Edward Sumner: No. You tell me what you did.
Tracy: Having an affair is nothing like taking a pottery class.
Sally: Could be.
Tracy: No. It would start out like that, and then, um, something would happen. Someone, uh, finds out, or someone falls in love, and it ends disastrously. It always ends disastrously.
Edward: I didn't want to kill him. I wanted to kill you!
Connie Sumner: Did you just fuck me across the street?
Paul: Uh-huh. I did.
Edward Sumner: You talk about me?
Tracy: Do you think she's had work?
Sally: Why would she have had work? She still looks gorgeous.
Tracy: Well, that's when they're having it now, before it all turns to shit.
Connie Sumner: Be happy for this moment, this moment is your life.
