Scott: God woman you are difficult! You just lock your jaws and won't let go. And I am helpless. Every time. I am completely helpless against you, Jo. The way we fight. God. It's exhausting and hot and exhilirating and frankly, weird, but you know what? I cannot imagine sparring with anyone else, ever.
Jo: I'm sure there are plenty of ladies out there you can swordfight.
Scott: No, no, no. See, now I believe that all of those were just replacements for you, Josephine. They...those women, they were just one off and goodbye. But you, I can't stop thinking about you. I wake up and I cannott stop thinking about how we might be together. I am, God help me, I am in love with you.

Honestly? I feel like I am cracking up a little bit. Like, survey says.

Abby

Barbara: OK, I don't know how many Kate Hudson movies you all watched last night, but folks don't actually run around saving people and magically getting people back together.
Jo: Not with that attitude they don't.

Gordon: I know you're not superstitious...
Delia: This is the happiest day of my life. I wanted to see you.

OK. Enough romantic comedies. I need to get my Mr. Robot on.

Delia

Phoebe: So back off, because he's not goin' anywhere.
Jo: The claws come out! I like it. You should suck on candy dicks more often!

I will no longer be punished! Anymore! You can...you can take your trolley, and you can take your ticket, and you can shove it up your aaaasssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!

Abby

Life lesson. Don't mix cake and strippers!

Abby

Delia: Abby, what are you doing? One moment you're fainting and the next moment you're stripping. What is going on?
Abby: Delia, um. I'm sad and tired, and I'm stressed and I...And this isn't about me tonight. This is about you. So...
Delia: Yeah, well you wouldn't know that from that display. You're acting nuts. And you're hijacking my night.

I'm Harris. Watch me battle germs with my blinding smile. He was like a line drawing of a person. That's the laughing gas talking.

Jo

Jo: Legal eagle is leaving the building.
Abby: You are taking this way too seriously.

Scott: Hang on a minute. I thought we weren't getting emotional.
Jo: Well, you should have thought of that before you stuck your funky love cruffin inside my pastry box. You know what my box says? I'll tell you what it says. Go screw yourself!

Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce Quotes

Abby: Well, people know. I can tell. Eric Frank eye-banged me at drop off. He's like a divorce seeking missile.
Lyla: Yeah, well, he finger-banged Marjorie Davis so count yourself lucky.

Abby: You smell like sex.
Jake: Screw you.