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Samantha Horton: Oh, shoot! I gotta get ready. We're supposed to be at the bank.
Brady Horton: Why do you have to be at the bank?
Samantha Horton: [sighs] Because we need money for stuff,
[to Charlie:]
Samantha Horton: like your braces.
Charlie Horton: But I don't want braces. I want a video game player.
Samantha Horton: Charlie, your mama's gonna tell you something true. No matter what you choose to do or be, life is easier if you're pretty. It does a girl no good to be good at video games.
[kisses Charlie on the top of her head]
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Samantha Horton: [in a hurry to get out the sliding door] Oh! Dang it! I just broke my nail!
Rex Horton: Sugar, no one's looking at your nails. Been married to you nine years, and I haven't gotten to your nails yet.
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Doreen: Oh, and drinks and Viagra are on the house.
Samantha Horton: You give away Viagra?
Jacie: It pays for itself. The little blue pill keeps us in the black.
Doreen: We were worried when the economy tanked, but turns out that this is the most recession-proof business there is.
Samantha Horton: And what about the police?
Jacie: Ah, well, let's just say doughnuts ain't the only thing they're getting for free.
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Jacie: You know, the work is what it is. You gotta get in your own head-space about it. But at the end of the day, it...
Jacie, Doreen, Tanya, Emma Hollings: ...beats the hell out of waitressing!
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Samantha Horton: Well, stop looking so shocked.
Dee: I'm sorry, Sam, but this is my shocked face. If you want me to look different, you might need to say something a little less shocking.
Samantha Horton: [shakes her head] I was just hoping for a little sympathy. I thought Pretty Woman was like your favorite movie.
Dee: Oh, God, I love that movie. When is Julia Roberts gonna make another one that good?
Samantha Horton: Dee, focus.
Dee: Sorry.
Samantha Horton: Look, I just needed somebody to talk to. And I couldn't tell Laura 'cause she'd probably have to have me arrested. And, God, please don't tell Phil.
Dee: Of course I won't tell Phil. What wife tells her husband that someone like you is available?
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Samantha Horton: [sighs] You know, I know you're not supposed to say it, but I just love having money.
Dee: Loving it maybe just a little bit too much?
Samantha Horton: Dee, come on, you know I have always dreamed of not having to look at price tags.
Dee: And Rex doesn't suspect anything? I mean, the watch, the earrings, the necklace? What do you tell him?
Samantha Horton: That they're all fake. Come on, men don't know from jewelry.
Dee: Well,
[sighs]
Dee: that's the truth.
Samantha Horton: You know what's weird? Nobody even wants an explanation. It's like I'm Santa Claus.
[shakes her head]
Samantha Horton: Just as long as I keep giving them presents, they can see me soaring through the sky with flying reindeer.
[Dee gives her an uncertain look]
Samantha Horton: Don't worry... I know what I'm doing.
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Tanya: I'll tell you what's crazy. Me sitting here bored and horny while Sam's got three rooms going.
Doreen: Oh, well, don't go comparing yourself to others, Tanya. We all got our own strengths. Though I gotta say, Sam's been busy as popcorn.
Tanya: Yeah. She's got guys flying in from Germany on private jets. Guys buying her jewelry.
Doreen: And three,
[holding up three fingers]
Doreen: three proposals! That's gotta be like some kinda record!
[chuckles]
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Charlie Horton: Mama, are you gonna get more Coke?
Samantha Horton: [misunderstands] What did you just say?
Charlie Horton: [doesn't understand why Mama looks angry] I want one too.
Cassie Dale: I'll take a beer!
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Samantha Horton: [to her kids] Bye, skunks. I'll call you like a hundred times.
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Samantha Horton: [back home] The problem is it's just too darn quiet in here. It's not natural for a mother of three to be this quiet.
[much later, after drinking tea, and a lonely lunch:]
Samantha Horton: It's not good for someone to spend this much time alone. I half wish a Jehova's Witness would stop by.
[hears something outside]
Samantha Horton: I finally have a wish come true, and I wish that?
The Client List Quotes
Extended Reading