Evie: [huffing computer duster] I hear this little wah-wah-wah inside my head...
Tracy: That's your brain cells popping!

Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.

Evie: Something peed in your bed.

Tracy: So, Brady, how was the halfway house?
Brady: Same as the last one, Tracy.

Tracy: Mom! I have to go to the bathroom, *now*.
Melanie: Can't you hold it a minute?
Tracy: That's how you get a bladder infection, you child abuser!
Melanie: That's dramatic.

Tracy: So you're a model?
Evie: She's a model-slash-actress!
Brooke: Slash-bartender who's about to be late for work.

Melanie: What is that?
Tracy: [whispers] It's a belly-button ring.
Melanie: Speak up, I can't hear you.
Tracy: ITS A BELLY-BUTTON RING! HOW ELSE CAN I SAY IT, I DON'T SPEAK NO OTHER LANGUAGES! Oh, and you wanna know what that is,
[sticks out her tongue]
Tracy: that is a tongue ring.