January 15, 2012 | 0 Comments
Mary Alice: Good friends are the ones who tell us the truth about ourselves… even when the truth might be something we’re reluctant to…
Mary Alice: Good friends are the ones who tell us the truth about ourselves… even when the truth might be something we’re reluctant to…
Bree: Have you ever taken the bus at 1 o’clock in the morning, Renee? It makes you stop believing in God.
Renee: The Bronte sisters? Geez, even your boob jokes are repressed.  
Bree: I don’t like your accusatory tone. Gaby: Well, I’d use a different tone, but I’m trying to accuse you of something.
Gaby: It’s a cop funeral. What do you expect… clowns?
Carlos: You think I killed someone? It’s not like potato chips.
Renee: I’d rather see you in a straightjacket than in a coffin.
Mary Alice: Keeping secrets is a lonely business. That’s why we all search for someone to confide in: an ally who will understand, an…
Mary Alice: There comes a time when we must expose our weaknesses. When our secrets can no longer remain private, when our solitude can…
Gaby: It’s like a book. Meet Dick and Jane. See Jane kill Dick. See Jane bury Dick. Run, Jane. Run, Jane.