Linley: So your ex-fiance's father dated your ex-girlfriend?
Lemon: That was before he dated his best friend's ex-wife.

[To Linley] It's a small town, catch up.

Let's hope it's a sugar daddy with very potent sperm.

Vivian: We were excited to meet big Harley's actual daughter, why didn't you want to meet us?
Zoe: It's just, family has never meant more to me than trouble.

I know that you will be a good mother, Zoe Hart. A really good mother because you are tough, and you are kind, and you are smart. And if you tell anyone that I said that, I will deny it.

You are not a journalist. You write a blog about a town roughly the size of Sesame Street.

Lemon: Somewhere, right now, Diana Ross is spinning in her grave.
Annabeth: Or hailing a taxi. I'm pretty sure she's still alive.

Lemon: For the last time, I did not put red food dye in Shelby's sweet tea, or her breath mints, or her stage makeup.
Sheriff Bill: But you hate her.
Lemon: So, I'm a southern lady. My methods of warfare are purely psychological.

Lemon: You certainly don't have to worry about running into the love of your life at a hoedown two towns over.
Lavon: Lemon Breeland, are you saying I'm the love of your life?
Lemon: Who says I was talking about you? Maybe I was talking about the soup guy.

Lavon: Hey, maybe this all for the best. I mean, now there's nothing holding us back.
Lemon: No, AB was right. I've been selfish my entire life, and I will not put my feelings before hers.
Lavon: I guess you were right last night. The only we can do is just move on.

Lavon: That's it? You're just gonna walk away and not say anything else?
Lemon: What else is there to say?
Lavon: I can't wait around forever, Lemon. If you won't have me then I will find someone else who will.
Lemon: Good. Good for you. Goodbye Lavon.

Lemon: No, me getting together with Lavon has to be like the perfect movie moment with wine and twinkly lights with just the right song coming on at just the right time and the perfect dress.
Annabeth: Okay, well go out and buy the gosh darn dress, Lemon, and make your move.

Hart of Dixie Quotes

If that line ever works for you, tell that poor girl to come to my office so I can dispense her some medicine.

Zoe

Okay, we don't get ticks in New York City. Kind of like how you guys don't get movies not made by Michael Bay.

Zoe

Hart of Dixie Music

  Song Artist
Song Hold On Wilson Phillips iTunes
Good Girls Go Bad Cobra Starship iTunes
Susanna Trickbag iTunes