Jason: "I might be parrot-phrasing... a little."
* * * * *
Terry: "I knew that Fortenberry kid wasn't right. Had one like him in my platoon. He was big... and wrong."
* * * * *
Jason to Jesus: "When you and Lafayette role-play does he ever turn into a woman named Mavis?"
* * * * *
Jessica: "You are nothing like you are on TV."
* * * * *
Nan: "Speaking of... what is the story, my king? What have you gone and f**ked up now?"
* * * * *
Nan: “Bolster security if you feel it necessary, but tomorrow’s Festival of Tolerance is going forward, and the cameras had better find you in a festive and tolerant f**king mood.”
* * * * *
Lafayette: "You sound like a white man, you."
* * * * *
Lala/Mavis: "How did I make the baby with this me?"
* * * * *
Lala/Mavis: "I just want to hold him one last time."
* * * * *
Mavis: “Merci, Lafayette. Thank you for everything.”
Lafayette: “You got it, bitch.”
* * * * *
Terry: "I knew that Fortenberry kid wasn't right. Had one like him in my platoon. He was big... and wrong."
* * * * *
Jason to Jesus: "When you and Lafayette role-play does he ever turn into a woman named Mavis?"
* * * * *
Jessica: "You are nothing like you are on TV."
* * * * *
Nan: "Speaking of... what is the story, my king? What have you gone and f**ked up now?"
* * * * *
Nan: “Bolster security if you feel it necessary, but tomorrow’s Festival of Tolerance is going forward, and the cameras had better find you in a festive and tolerant f**king mood.”
* * * * *
Lafayette: "You sound like a white man, you."
* * * * *
Lala/Mavis: "How did I make the baby with this me?"
* * * * *
Lala/Mavis: "I just want to hold him one last time."
* * * * *
Mavis: “Merci, Lafayette. Thank you for everything.”
Lafayette: “You got it, bitch.”
* * * * *
Marcus: “Since you’re about six six and wider than a door, he might be more inclined to listen with you standing behind me.”
Alcide: (toasting with his beer) “To communicating shit.”
Marcus: “To communicating shit.”
* * * * *
Witch: "I'm not even a real Wiccan. I was doing this to piss off my parents."
* * * * *
Eric to Bill: "Sookie is mine. I'm ten times your age."
* * * * *
Sookie: "I'm proposing that the two of you... be mine."
* * * * *
Joyce Watney: “… and the doorbell rings and it’s Julie, wanting to know if she could watch us eat.”
* * * * *
Bill: “How can we have an event in honor of the living dead without any living dead? It’s like having a civil rights protest without any black people.”
Nan: “They’re called ‘African Americans,’ and maybe those protests wouldn’t have turned into the bloodbaths they became if they hadn’t been there. Ever consider that?”
Alcide: (toasting with his beer) “To communicating shit.”
Marcus: “To communicating shit.”
* * * * *
Witch: "I'm not even a real Wiccan. I was doing this to piss off my parents."
* * * * *
Eric to Bill: "Sookie is mine. I'm ten times your age."
* * * * *
Sookie: "I'm proposing that the two of you... be mine."
* * * * *
Joyce Watney: “… and the doorbell rings and it’s Julie, wanting to know if she could watch us eat.”
* * * * *
Bill: “How can we have an event in honor of the living dead without any living dead? It’s like having a civil rights protest without any black people.”
Nan: “They’re called ‘African Americans,’ and maybe those protests wouldn’t have turned into the bloodbaths they became if they hadn’t been there. Ever consider that?”
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