If the Devil is whispering in your ear, you surrender to God's plan.

Paul

Ginger: Look at you all, like an off-brand cast of the Wizard of Oz. Dorothy, the Tin Man, the Scarecrow, the Cowardly Lion, and Toto too because you ride around in your mother's basket.
Rose: I deserved that.

Ginger: You people are so low.
Margaret: Why not look at this as an opportunity for change?
Ginger: You crossed a line. You came for my business. I'm coming for yours.
Franklin: Ginger, wait!
Ginger: To think that I actually trusted you! My mom was right. My dad is watching all of us, and he knows exactly what you just did to his daughter.

Tina: I've never gone a day without talking to you.
Ginger: Be strong for me, and I'll be strong for you.

Eugene's world ain't ours, Franklin.

Young Margaret

You can control her? Who's running this Holy War? If I go down, everyone goes down.

Virgil

I just wish Margaret could love me back. I just wish I felt like any of 'em knew how to love me back.

Franklin

Mark: Who even are you to these people?
Franklin.  I can ask you the same thing.
Mark: No, I didn't mean it like that. I've just never been around this much money before, and I've never met people like any of you. Not you, you seem cool, but the Monreauxs -- if they don't want to deal with people, they just throw money at them to make them go away.
Franklin: Oh, they try.

Ginger: You only protect yourself. We kids are just collateral damage.
Margaret: No that is not true, Ginger.

Franklin, I need you to come home.

Margaret

Tina: The past is too big a burden. If I'm ever going to be well, I can't drag it along with me.
Franklin: Don't I know it.

Tina: Ginger, we have to go.
Rose: Oh no, it's fine. Mama can never have too many houseguests. 
Tina: It's not her, it's the men.
Rose: I've known them all my life.
Tina: And I knew them since before you were born. If they find me here, they're going to kill me.

Filthy Rich Quotes

Eugene: Look how far we've come.
Margaret: Twenty-five years. All things are possible in Him.
Eugene: In you.
Margaret: In us. 
Rose: Oh, Lord.

Rot in hell.

Margaret