Popular Lynette Scavo Quotes
Tom: So, I still don't get why you fired Roy. I mean, he was putting the bird house where you wanted it, right?
Lynette: It's not about that. He said I emasculate you.
Tom: He said that?
Lynette: Well, not in those words. He went with a more colorful nutcracking analogy.
Tom: He is funny.
Lynette: This would be a really good place for you to jump in and tell me I'm not a castrating bitch
Tom: Sure! Just put down the knife first.
Mrs. McCluskey: Lynette, when you've needed a favor from me, have I ever let you down?
Lynette: Last month we needed a sitter for Penny, but you didn't want to miss Oktoberfest. And just last thursday...
Mrs. McCluskey: Okay, new way in.
Lynette: She was pissed when I didn't tell her you might be pregnant. If I don't tell her about this, I'm dead.
Julie: Come on, Lynette.
Lynette: I'm serious! She already shot Katherine. Now she's got a taste for blood.
Tom: It'll be ok, I'm looking for a job, and in the meantime we've got enough money to live on for the next... four months.
Lynette: So we'll run out right before the babies are born.
Tom: Yes. But remember, kids never miss what they never had.
Lynette: Ah, like food, clothing, a sober mother.
Lynette: Gaby, please, talk to me, I feel just awful.
Gabrielle: You know why? Because you are awful. You're an awful person.
Lynette: Ok, you have every right to be mad at me.
Gabrielle: Thanks, Lynette. And you have every right to go to hell. Stop talking to me!
You want to talk about this? Fine! We lost a kid. We'll never meet him. We'll spend the rest of our lives looking at one, always wondering why there aren't two. How can saying this out loud be helpful?
This morning you walked in and sat on the toilet while I shaved my legs. We have no boundaries.
Lynette: Maybe we should think about seeing another therapist.
Tom: When we started, you loved her.
Lynette: Yeah, and when we started, I loved you too. Things change.
Bree: Give me your tie.
Tom: What?
Bree: Give me your tie!
Lynette: Give it to her! Give it to her!
(to Parker) I love you, I love your finger painting, but if you touch me with those messy hands, I will cut them off.
Lynette: Now listen to me, you are going to behave. I will not be humiliated in front of the entire neighborhood. And just so you know that I'm serious, I am. (She pulls out paper)
Porter: What's that?
Lynette: Santa's cell phone number!
Preston: How'd you get that?
Lynette: I know someone who knows someone who knows an elf. And if any of you acts up, so help me I will call Santa and tell him you want socks for Christmas! All right, are you willing to risk that!?
