Dr. Potts: You've been feeling bad in general. You've been feeling depressed?
Susanna: Well, I haven't exactly been a ball of joy, Melvin.
Susanna: What happened to Polly?
Lisa: What needs to happen? No one's ever gonna' kiss her, man. You know, they're building a new Disneyland in Florida. If I could have any job in the world, I'd be a professional Cinderella. You could be Snow White. And Polly could be Minnie Mouse. Everyone would hug her and kiss her and love her and no-one would ever know what was in that big ol' head of hers, you know?
Lisa: So, have you had your first Melvin yet?
Susanna: Who's that?
Lisa: Bald guy with a little pecker and a fat wife. You're ther-rapist, sweet pea. Unless, ah... unless they're givin' you shocks. Or, God forbid lettin' you out. Then you get to see the great wonderful Dr. Dyke.
Margie: She means Dr. Wick.
Susanna: Oh, I've been in his office but I haven't met him yet.
M.G.: He's a she. Dr. Wick's a girl.
Lisa: That's right, M.G. Wick's a chick.
M.G.: Wick's a chick.
Lisa: Hence the nickname.
Dr. Crumble: Susanna, four days ago... you chased a bottle of aspirin, with a bottle of vodka.
Susanna: I had a headache.
Susanna: You don't want me, Tony.
Tony: Yes I do, baby.
Susanna: No, you don't. I'm a crazy girl.
Tony: You're crazy so we can't have one night of bliss?
Susanna: I am a crazy girl, seriously.
Tony: You've been in a hospital?
Tony: Do you see purple people? My friend, he saw purple people. And so the state came and took him away. He didn't like that. Some time went by and, and he told 'em he didn't see purple people no more.
Susanna: He got better.
Tony: Nah, he still sees 'em.
Susanna: You know, taking us for ice creams in a blizzard... makes you wonder who the real whack jobs are.
Dr. Wick: Is there something about sex which lifts your feelings of despair?
Susanna: Have you ever had sex?
Susanna: Explain what? Explain to a doctor that the laws of physics can be suspended? That what goes up may not come down? Explain that time can move backwards and forwards, and now to then, and back again, and... you can't control it?
Dr. Crumble: Why can't you control it?
Dr. Crumble: Why can't you control time?
Polly: Jamie was Lisa's best friend. She was sad last week after Lisa ran away, so she hung herself with a volleyball net.
Daisy: Get out, Lisa.
Lisa: I'm not in your room, Daisy. I'm right fucking here. I was gonna offer you nail polish.
Daisy: GET OUT.
Margie: You're looking better, Lisa.
Lisa: Why thanks, Margie. So how's the engagement going?
Margie: You know.
Lisa: No, I don't. I've been away remember.
Margie: Joe wants me to... before the wedding.
Lisa: Fuck his brains out - use a rubber.
Janet: When they built this place they put the tunnels in so the loons didn't have to go anywhere in the cold.
Susanna: I must've missed that in the brochure.
Lisa: Lady, back off.
Mrs. Gilcrest: Was I talking to you?
Lisa: No, you were spitting on me, so mellow fuckin' out.
Mrs. Gilcrest: Don't you tell me what to do.
Lisa: Look, she gave your husband a rim job. Big fuckin' deal! I'm sure he was begging for it, and I heard it was like a pencil anyway.
Mrs. Gilcrest: Why you - how dare you.
Lisa: Some advice, okay? Just don't point your fuckin' finger at crazy people.
Daisy: And my favorite part... it has a sign right outside that says, "If you lived here, you'd be home now."