Candi: If they get married, I'll do the shower. Jade: I'll do the pictures. Roxana: I do groomsmen. Amanda: I searched his apartment and I know him... intimately. Roxana: Honey, you left the blinds open. We all know him intimately. Lisa: Look busy. Amanda: I am busy. Lisa: Well, help me look busy. Candi: Don't envy us. We're struggling. Amanda: I've got the runs. I mean, I've got to run. [walks away] Amanda: Oh my God. "I've got the runs?" Amanda: He's got some fatal flaw. Candi: How do you know that? Amanda: I'm attracted to him. Roxana: And remember, turn on the headlights. Jade: Not one step further. This place is filthy. Jade: I'm getting hives just from being around these ugly people. Amanda: Why are you talking to your therapist about me? Jade: She says I talk too much about myself. Roxana: Hey Amanda? If you find a 20 dollar bill on the floor of someone else's apartment is it the same as if you find it in the street? Amanda: No. Roxana: Then I haven't found anything. Jade: Lemme just say, if he hadn't washed his hands this investigation would be over right here. Roxana: [underneath Holly] Oh. You borrowed my panties again. Candi: No props in charades! No props and no clothes! Uncle Pete's rules. Roxana: Ew! Jade: No more stories from the dark farm, OK Candi? Holly: We have a lot of people interested, so what is it that you do? Amanda: Oh,
I work... Holly: You work? I like you! Did I mention you're in the lead for the apartment? Roxana: Isn't that the new CK girl? Jade: Uh-huh. She's cute. Holly: You know, I heard they gave here eleven million dollars. Amanda: She looks fourteen, though. Holly: Hello? Roxana, Jade, Holly: She's twelve. Holly: How much room do you need to sleep? But shoes, they need their space. Jim Winston/FBI Agent Bob Smoot: [Referring to Amanda's weak-kneed collapse after seeing him] Maybe you should have those checked. [pissed off at how she looks] Amanda: I look like STEVIE NICKS! Amanda: Why don't you have a badge? Jim Winston/FBI Agent Bob Smoot: Because I'm undercover! Amanda: Well Hey! You know what? I'm undercover too! Did you want to see my badge? Oopsie! I don't have one! Amanda: It looks like a closet. Holly: Silly, closets don't have windows. Jade: So Mr. Alfredo, you need models? Alfredo: Well what the hell have I been saying? Roxana: Well what the hell do we look like? Gladys: I'm gonna have red beans for dinner!