Dog 7:
Baby, you're so fine, I'd drink a tub of your bath water.
Mars Blackmon:
[
begging Nola not to dump him] Please baby, pleasebaby, please baby, baby baby please!
Nola Darling:
It's really about control, my body, my mind. Who was going to own it? Them? Or me? I'm not a one-man woman. Bottom line.
Mars Blackmon (to Jamie):
Nola's about as dependable as a ripped diaphragm.
Greer Childs:
If you weren't fine, I wouldn't even bother with you.
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