- Gayle: [When Linda asks Gayle to be part of the Ta-Ta's reunion, but she refuses] No.
- Linda Belcher: Oh, come on! Why not?
- Gayle: Because you never let me sing any of my songs!
- Linda Belcher: That's because your songs were all so, uh...
- [under her breath]
- Linda Belcher: sexual.
- Tina Belcher: Pardon?
- Linda Belcher: And you had a serious speech impediment.
- Gayle: I know. I wrote a song about it called "Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge, Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge, Ge-Ge-Ge-Ge, Genitals."
- Jen: I spy with my little eye something brown.
- Tina Belcher: Is it a babysitter who stabbed a fellow babysitter in the back? Huh? Huh? Is it?
- Jen: Uh, no. It's the couch.
- Tina Belcher: Oh, yeah, that is brown.
- Linda Belcher: Quit stealing my thunder, Bobby. This night isn't about your disgusting zit. It's about me and my big comeback and this jacket.
- Jen: [to Linda] Your band is probably bad, but I don't let it bother me that I'm not a good babysitter. I have no chemistry with children, I don't know how to use a "mick-rowave," I don't know what "bath time" means, but I do it 'cause I love it. Maybe you should think about that.
- Linda Belcher: [while on the phone] You want us to do what? No, no, no. No way. Debbie, no! De... I said no, Debbie! Good-bye!
- [hangs up]
- Louise Belcher: What is Debbie's problem? And who is Debbie?
- Tina Belcher: Mom, time-out. This is your big chance. Don't hide your Ta-Ta's under a bush. You've got to get the band back together and play at the reunion.
- Bob Belcher: Tina, shush! Sorry, but reunions are horrible. High school is horrible.
- [to Tina]
- Bob Belcher: I mean, it'll be fine for you.
- Tina Belcher: Oh, good.
- Louise Belcher: Ugh, I can't believe we don't get to see this freak show with our own eyes!
- Linda Belcher: Yeah, sorry. This is a grown-ups thing. It's rated R for "Really Boozy," starring me.
- Gayle: Linda, about my song...
- Linda Belcher: Not now, Gayle.
- Gayle: Do you know how to juggle fire? What if, while I'm singing, I throw you a torch?
- Linda Belcher: Oh, will you shut up about your stupid song? Your song's out. We're not doing it.
- Gayle: What? You said I could sing it.
- Linda Belcher: Yeah, well, that was before B-Bad Hair Day showed up. Your song would just make it worse.
- Gayle: [gasps] My cat was right about you. This reunion's made you nuts. I quit.
- Linda Belcher: Oh, fine, quit.
- Gayle: I'm gonna go fill my purse with food and then write some graffiti about you in the bathroom and then wait in the car for you to give me a ride home.
- Bob Belcher: Lin, I know you're nervous about going up there. I-I was nervous about my pimple, but I was brave and I came here anyway and I'm having the time of my life, so...
- Linda Belcher: Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah. I already got the inspirational speech from Jen.