Anetra: I choose Marcia Marcia Marcia.
Marcia Marcia Marcia: Honor to be a duckling, baby!
RuPaul: Alright. Maybe you can loan her some false eyelashes?
[Everyone is gagged]
RuPaul: You have one more pick. Make it count.
Amethyst: Umm… Poppy.
Princess Poppy: Sorry losers!
RuPaul: Those words may haunt you.
[Everyone is shocked]
Mistress Isabelle Brooks: Oh trust, they will.
RuPaul: Wait, Michelle, you not gonna slap me, are you?
Michelle Visage: No!
RuPaul: Okay, it’s not that kinda show.
Michelle Visage: No, Ru, it’s not that kind of a show!
RuPaul: No, no, no.
I’m kinda triggered right now, because the last time someone handed me a key, it had white powder on the end of it. But that was a looong time ago, and this is so much better than all that.
Racers, start your engines, and may the best drag queen win!
RuPaul: I’ve got one thing to say…
[RuPaul does a sexy turn]
RuPaul: It’s chocolate.
RuPaul: Queens! We’re back.
Norvina: And we’re scared!
RuPaul: Up next: Willow Pill! She enjoys long walks on the freeway and coffee enemas.
RuPaul: Oh, look at y’all looking like Expose! You know who Expose is?
[The queens shake their heads]
RuPaul: No. No! I need to fucking retire, is what I need to do.
[All the queens laugh]
RuPaul: Because they don’t know shit about what I’m talking about.
Emote! Through your face, not your ass.
Any hole is a goal.
RuPaul: Can you bend those legs behind your head?
[Lady Camden stretches and puts her legs behind her head]
Lady Camden: Apparently, I can!