- Tommy: When Chloe was eighteen, she came to New York, and moved into Apartment 23 with Trish.
- Chloe: [in back-flash, Trish opens door to find young ingenue on her doorstep] HI, I'm Chloe!
- Trish: Save it. No names. It will make it easier when you leave New York and run back to your parents' home crying because the city was too hard.
- [taunting fake sobbing]
- Trish: But, hey, at least the three weeks you last here will give you enough cocktail party material for the next ten years of your husband's dentist's functions.
- [so that's where Chloe learned that line!]
- Chloe: [flutters eyelids] I'm not running anywhere. I'm only afraid of one thing in this world, and since you aren't Steven Seagal's ponytail, it isn't you.
- Trish: [realizes this is a match for her] Champagne?
- Chloe: Okay!
- [enters]
- Tommy: [back in present day] Chloe and Trish hit it off.
- Chloe: [ten years ago, watching The Crank] You see that? That's what I wanna do.
- Trish: You wanna be a dancer on The Crank?
- June Colburn: [present time, eating snack:] I remember The Crank. I wasn't allowed to watch it, because my Mom thought I would get pregnant.
- Chloe: [back-flash again] No, I don't wanna be a dancer. I wanna be the foot ho.
- Trish: The what?
- Chloe: The foot ho is the girl who sits at the host's feet, looks fabulous, gets all the camera time and throws a ton of attitude. I'm gonna unseat that foot ho.
- Doris: [through next door window] Quiet! Do you know what time it is?
- Trish: You better shut up, Doris!
- Chloe: You better shut your face and shut the window, Doris!
- Trish: Shut the window, Doris!
- Chloe: Shut it, bitch!
- [disgruntled old Doris slams her window shut]
- Chloe: [confronting Trish] Hey, June! What's worse than a foot ho?
- June Colburn: A dead foot ho.
- Chloe: You know it.
- [they walk past Trish]
- Chloe: I need to get away from this garden basement trash on Level One. I need to flirt with the cameraman.
- [lightly bounces towards camera, swaying, bouncing...]
- Chloe: The only way to get to the Host Level is to throw attitude. You have to act like you don't care, but want it at the same time.
- Chloe: 32-22-34.
- June Colburn: What was that?
- Eli Webber: Her measurements.
- Chloe: Our voice-mail password.