Susanna: [narrating] Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.

Daisy: You're just jealous, Lisa, that I got better, that I was released, that I have a chance at a life.
Lisa: They didn't release you 'cause you're better, Daisy, they just gave up. You call this a life? Taking Daddy's money, buying your dollies and knick-knacks. Eating his fucking chicken, fattening up like a prize fucking heifer. You changed the scenery, but not the fucking situation. And the warden makes house calls. And everybody knows, everybody knows, that he fucks you. What they don't know is that you like it. Huh? You like it!

Janet: I want my fucking clothes!
Valerie: Then I guess you'll have to eat something, won't you?
Janet: [singing] Oh Lordy, pick a bale o cotton, Oh Lordy, pick a bale o hay, gotta jump down spin around pick a bale o cotton, jump down spin around, pick a bale o hay...
Valerie: [to Susanna] She thinks that bothers me.

Susanna: Oh my God... a guy I know was just drafted.
Janet: What's his name?
Susanna: Tobey.
Janet: Well, he's dead now.

Daisy: Which do you like better? Taking a dump alone or with Valerie watching?
Susanna: Alone.
Daisy: Everyone likes to be alone when it comes out, I like to be alone when it goes in. To me, being in the cafeteria is like taking a poop with twenty girls all at once.
Lisa: That is fucked up, Daisy.

Lisa: We are very rare and we are mostly men.
Janet: Lisa thinks she's hot shit cause she's a sociopath.
Cynthia: I'm a sociopath.
Lisa: No, you're a dyke.

Susanna: You know, taking us out for ice cream in the middle of a blizzard makes you wonder who the real wack jobs are.

Susanna: What kind of sex isn't casual?

Susanna: I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.

Susanna: How am I supposed to recover when I don't even understand my disease?

Cynthia: Hey John, call me a cab.
John: Okay, you're a cab.

Susanna: No one cares if you die, Lisa, because you're dead already. Your heart is cold. That's why you keep coming back here. You're not free. You need this place to feel alive. It's pathetic.

Lisa: If I could have any job in the world I'd be a professional Cinderella.

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: [narrating] Seeing death... really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous.

Susanna: Is that what you learned in your advanced studies at night school for Negro welfare mothers?

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!

Susanna: Am I in trouble for kissing an orderly, or giving my boyfriend a blowjob?

Lisa: So, what's your diag-nonsense?

Dr. Potts: Susanna, four days ago, you chased a bottle of aspirin, with a bottle of vodka.
Susanna: I had a headache.

Lisa: You think your free? I'm free! You don't know what freedom is! I'm free. I can breathe. And you... will choke on your average fuckin' mediocre life!

Susanna: Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is... Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever. They were not perfect, but they were my friends and by the '70s most of them were out living lives. Some I've seen, some never again, but there isn't a day my heart doesn't find them.

Daisy: And my favorite part... it has a sign right outside that says, "If you lived here, you'd be home now".

Lisa: Take one step and I'll jab this pen into my aorta
[aiming pen at her neck]
Valerie: Your aorta is in your chest, Lisa.
Lisa: Good to know.

Susanna: Maybe everyone out there is a liar. And maybe the whole world is stupid, and ignorant. But I'd rather be in it. Id' rather be fucking in it, than down here with you.

Lisa: "Razors pain ya, Rivers are damp, / Acids sting ya, Drugs cause cramp, / Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give, / Gas smells awful, Ya might as well live."

Instructor: Now what kind of a tree can you be down there on the floor, Janet?
Janet: I'm a fucking shrub, all right?

Janet: That's not fair! That's not fair! That is *not fair*! Seventy-four is the perfect weight!

Susanna: I wasn't trying to kill myself.
Dr. Potts: What were you trying to do?
Susanna: I was trying to make the shit stop.

Lisa: Hey Torch.
Polly: Hey Lisa.
Lisa: Did you miss me?
Polly: Not much.

Margie: Looking better Lisa.
Lisa: So how's the engagement going?
Margie: You know.
Lisa: No I don't know. I've been away remember.
Margie: Joe wants me to
[silence]
Margie: before the wedding.
Lisa: Fuck his brains - out use a rubber.

[Lisa talking to Daisy about going to Florida]
Lisa: I am going to be the Cinderella. You can be the Cocker Spaniel that eats spaghetti.

Lisa: If talking did shit, we'd be out of here by now.

[To Susanna]
Lisa: You shared a man with that woman?

Susanna: What the fuck are you doing Lisa?
Lisa: Playing the villain, baby. Just like you want. I try to give you everything you want.
Susanna: No you don't.
Lisa: You wanted out? I got you out! You wanted your file? I found your your file! You wanted money! I got you money! I'm fucking consistent, I told you to your face. I didn't write it down in a fucking book!

Susanna: I guess I'm puzzled as to why I have to be in a mental institution. Everybody here is fucking crazy!
Dr. Wick: So what you're saying is you want to go home?
Susanna: Same problem.

Dr. Wick: Is there something about sex which lifts your feelings of despair?
Susanna: Have you ever had sex?

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.

Valerie: Remember me when you shave your legs.

Susanna: Has anyone ever watched you shave your legs?
Valerie: I got two kids and one bathroom, what do you think?
Susanna: I think you should lock the door.

Susanna: Tony, you don't want me, I'm a crazy girl.
Tony: You're crazy so we can't have one night of bliss?
Susanna: I'm a crazy girl, seriously.
Tony: What you've been in a hospital.
Susanna: Yes.
Tony: Do you see purple people? My friend saw purple people and one day some men from the state came and took him away. He didn't like that. So time went by and he told 'em he didn't see purple people no more.
Susanna: He got better.
Tony: Nah, he still sees 'em.

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 thera-rapist, honey. Or, ah, are they givin' you shocks, huh? But god forbid letting you out. Then you get to see the great wonderful Dr. Dyke.
M.G.: 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.

Georgina: Lisa, is it true that Daisy's getting out?
Lisa: Yeah, she coughed up a big one.
Susanna: But, how? She's insane.
Lisa: Yeah, that's why fuckin' Freud's picture is on every wall. You create a fuckin' industry. You lie down confess your secrets and you are saved. Ca-ching!