Bree Hodge Quotes
Andrew: I wonder how they'll react when they find out you killed George Williams.
Bree: I didn't kill George!
Andrew: Well, no, but you sat there and let him die, which ,I'm no lawyer but I'm pretty sure there's a crime in there somewhere.
Andrew: When the cops get here, my official position will be "Oh, my god, I'm being raised by a homicidal maniac!" I think I might even throw in a few tears.
Bree: You would actually let the police arrest your own mother?
Andrew: Hey, we all gotta cut the apron strings at some point.
I don't understand. I mean, what would George be doing with a life-sized doll? Oh, dear lord.
George: Hey, fancy seeing you here. I was just out for a little ride.
Bree: Don't lie to me, George. You've been riding up and down this street for the last hour.
George: I don't want to do this, Bree, but you won't return any of my phone calls.
Bree: So stalking me is plan B?
(Bree gets into her car. George gets off the bike and goes to her car window)
George: Bree, I know I messed up. I know I got some issues to work on, but I'd be willing to see a therapist if that's what you want. I'll do anything but how can I show you that I, I can change if you don't give me a second chance? Come on. You know I'm not a bad person.
Bree: I do know that, but I'm just not sure you're a good one, either.
George: We need to phone an ambulance.
Bree: I called them while you were asleep. They're already on their way.
George: (singing) Just for a rainy evening.
Bree: George! I have guests! What do you think you are doing?
George: We had a tiff. I upset you and now I'm just trying to make things right again.
Bree: It was not a tiff! We broke up! It's over!
George: (singing) We can still come through!
Bree: I am not kidding. If you do not knock it off, I'm going to call the police!
George: All right, go ahead. (singing) I really lost my head last night!
George: I need to cut in.
Bree: George, would you please sit down? You're being rude.
Ty: Am I in the middle of something?
George: Well, at least put on the ring.
Bree: No. George, I don't want to.
(George grabs Bree's hand)
George: We are engaged. You have to wear it!
Ty: Hey, knock it off, man.
Bree: George, stop it.
(Goerge punches Ty)
George: I'm sorry. I just, we're engaged.
Bree: See, the thing is, I don't think we are anymore.
George: Bree.
Bree: Please, you should go.
Ty: I'm really sorry.
George: Bree, will you marry me?
Bree: Uhh?
George: I love you, and I think I know how you feel about me, so why wait?
Bree: George, Rex hasn't even been dead for two months!
George: Yes, but if this death has taught us anything is that life is short, it's dumb to play it safe. If we see a chance for happiness we should grab it and hold on tight.
Bree: See I thought we were going to a yard sale!
True love is great, but at this point in my life, I'd rather go to the opera.
Gabrielle: How do I look?
Bree: Positively glowing.
Dr. Goldfine: So you agreed to marry him just to be polite?
Bree: Well, obviously there's a down side to having good manners.
George: What's wrong?
Bree: I don't know. I felt something weird.
George: Oh, that was my tongue. It extends farther than most. I should have warned you.
