Monica Keena credited as playing...
Evie
- Teresa: [Sharp has a pizza delivered at dinner, while the girls all have homemade salads] What is that?
- Roland Sharp: The Carnivore. Pepperoni, sausage, ground beef, ham and olive loaf all gathered together in one savory pie. With jalepenos. Want some?
- Heather: Yes. No!
- Roland Sharp: Extra thick crust.
- Anne: I can't, I'm on the zone.
- Roland Sharp: What zone?
- Anne: The proper combination of protein, fat and carbohydrates.
- Roland Sharp: This combination here is proper as hell.
- Barb: I'm a total Atkins girl.
- Evie: I'm on Weight Watchers, you'll probably blow all your daily points with just one bite.
- Roland Sharp: This baby has one point and one point only, and that is tasting good.
- Roland Sharp: I cannot hear myself think!
- [turns off music]
- Evie: Okay, as we involuntarily enter into this enforced period of silence, can I ask if there's any medication you forgot to take... or some I might recommend you should try?
- Barb: Yes, like take a...
- All Girls: CHILL PILL!
- Roland Sharp: I only need one witness!
- Barb: Get. Out!
- Teresa: I'll tell you something about this daughter of yours that you know nothing about, she must be severely messed up in the head from living with you.
- Roland Sharp: She lives with her mother.
- Evie: Why did your marriage fall apart?
- Roland Sharp: That is one of many things you and I will never discuss.
- Barb: [off Roland's upset look and stops chewing her gum all of a sudden] Oh, do you want a piece?
- Roland Sharp: No, I do not.
- Barb: What, you don't like gum?
- Roland Sharp: No. Chewing gum is the most significant factor in the decline of Western civilization.
- Evie: The decline of what?
- Anne: Look, you guys, we've got a game on Saturday...
- Evie: Yeah!
- Anne: ...and don't even think about telling us we're not going!
- Roland Sharp: You're not going!
- Heather: [urgent whisper] Tell him, Anne.
- Anne: As captain of the squad, it is my duty to inform you that if you wanna stop us from cheerleading,
- [folds arms]
- Anne: you're gonna have to pry the pom-poms from our cold dead hands.
