Victory: I don't deserve to be pampered, I need to be horse whipped
Nico: That might cost extra
Wendy: I'll cover the tip

Wendy: I really think you should eat, you look weak
Victory: I want a margarita

Nico: I'm dating some guy who subconsciously wants to date his mother
Victory: Maybe not
Wendy: Or maybe so? How fast does he go for the breast?

Wendy: How's it going with Anna?
Victory: It's not, I've just been waiting for Joe to show up
Wendy: What if he doesn't?
Victory: I'm going to switch from sipping champagne to sipping antifreeze

Wendy: Hey when do I get to hear what you're working on?
Shane: Off the clock. How often do we get the chance to dance without being mocked by a fifteen year old?

Man if she's pushing fifty, fifty is afraid to push back

Wendy: You call Joe again
Nico: Again? I am one call away from a restraining order.
Wendy: Again

Victory: Do we get to meet slash judge your evil twin?
Nico: She's not evil, she's nice.. there's just...
Wendy: If she's nice why are you looking for problems?

Wendy: What went down with mother Atwood?
Nico: I wouldn't call her that
Victory: What would you call her?
Nico: Sis?
Victory: What's that mean?
Nico: I dunno, it's weird. There is something. She and I are very... not so different. If we were both in a police lineup I could do time for her crime

Shane: I'm toying with a mustache. Josie wanted me to do some PR shots and she thought a little facial hair may lend me some distinction. What do you think?
Wendy: I think you're distinct, let Josie grow her own mustache

Wendy [to Joe]: You should have come to me first, I've been married th e longest
Nico: You got engaged with a plastic ring from a Coney Island vending machine
Wendy: It's romantic
Nico: Only because the claw didn't pick up a troll doll

Nico: Why is this so complicated?
Wendy: Because you were in junior high when he was conceived

Lipstick Jungle Quotes

I can't think less of you. You've smelled like mop & glow for the last week.

Victory [to Roy]

Wendy: Sounds like someone is driving without breaks.
Victory [whispers]: Gun it.