- Stella: Y'know, I saw this TV show: Rosie O'Donnell took a bunch of dykes on a cruise to Nova Scotia, then this flock of lesbians got married there.
- Dot: Flock?
- Stella: That's what they call us when we're in a group; a gaggle of gays, a flock of lesbians. Like in nature.
- Dot: Stella, are you proposing to me?
- Stella: Maybe.
- [At the Canadian border, a bag of Dotty's medicine is found]
- Border Patrol: Whose drugs are these?
- Stella: Not mine!
- Prentice: Mine.
- Border Patrol: Your name is Dorothy?
- Prentice: On weekends.
- Stella: If you're ever lucky enough to have a perfect day, don't let go of it. Bank it. Paint a picture of it.
- Molly: Well, I know what lesbians look like. I mean, I'm not stupid. But you guys aren't exactly Ellen and Portia.