- Reverend Jax: Hamlet says that in the Shakespeare play, Everybody loses when your mother marries your uncle.
- Arthur Cochran: And who decided it was okay to use my photo?
- Reverend Jax: Sorry! I needed to entice all ages, and you're in a demographic sweet spot. To the elderly widows, you're a hot young renegade who does not have time for blood thinners, and to the middle age divorcees, you're not their husband!
- Reverend Jax: All family relationships are complicated. My father cheats at charades. Whispering is still talking.
- Wayne: You know, it's not that your dancing wasn't really good. It was, like, some of the best I've ever seen. It's just that people usually only do the YMCA during that one song.
- Ginny: It's like making pickles.
- Arthur Cochran: Is this another one of those desultory, esoteric southern metaphors?
- Ginny: After you put the pickles in the garbage can, the key thing is just to not take the lid off.
- Arthur Cochran: Why're you making pickles in a garbage can?
- Ginny: People think that good pickles come from spices, but it's the timing.
- Arthur Cochran: Hang on, I haven't bought into your basic premise that you need a garbage can to make pickles.
- Ginny: Take the lid off too early, you get salty cucumbers. You leave it on too long,
- [blows raspberry]
- Ginny: right in the trash can!
- Arthur Cochran: Where you're making the pickles?
- Ginny: Gross, no! It's a dedicated pickle-making garbage can!