Rachel comes to stay with her Grandmother Georgia for the summer leaving some obvious problems behind at home. Her alcoholic mother doesn't even stay the night before rushing back out to ... See full summary¬†¬Ľ

Georgia: You cut your hair...
Lilly: It was getting in the way of my drinking.
Simon: [to Harlan] Hey!
Rachel: ...is for horses, better for cows, and pigs don't eat it 'cause they don't know how.
Rachel: You don't look evil.
Georgia: Make-up helps.
Lilly: Oh, come on. There was a time you'd have dragged me by my hair out of here for drinking.
Georgia: I'm too old. So's your hair.
Rachel: We can all survive Simon, you just don't have to look so damn sad doing it.
Lilly: I brought you a gift
Georgia: It's lovely.
Lilly: How do you know?
Georgia: The ribbon and the paper.
Rachel: This has nothing to do with him.
Simon: This has everything to do with him. He tried to take away all the things that would let you love me without being in my bed, like a friend or a father. This has everything to do with him. This is about knowing the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. He took that from you. And if you can't tell the difference, then you can't trust anyone. And if you can't trust, you can't love.
Rachel: What's it like to be so sure of yourself?
Simon: I don't like to talk.
Rachel: Perfect. I don't like to listen.
Georgia: [after getting into a fight with Lilly on the lawn and she loses her bra] You lost your...
[holds her bra out]
Lilly: My mind?
Georgia: I'll go get the booze, you stay here.
Rachel: You know, if you weren't such a nutcase, then we could've flown here like normal people and been done with this sh*t. You won, ok? You won. I'm out of your life.
Lilly: No one has won.
Rachel: I am out of your life. Now if you please, would you just get out of mine?
[bangs purse on car hood]
Georgia: It's a glass... bedpan?
Lilly: Crystal bowl. It's classy.
Simon: Do you need to call someone or are you a surprise?
Rachel: I would. My mother cut my phone service off. She's a gem.
[tosses phone out of car]
Harlan: You have to go with me to talk to June. I want to tell her in person.
Rachel: Tell her what?
Harlan: That we have to get married.
Rachel: What?
Harlan: It's the only way God will forgive us!
Rachel: Oh my God, Harlan, I gave you a blow job!
Harlan: [suddenly embarrassed] Um, thank you for breakfast, Miss Georgia. Rachel, I'll see you in the truck.
Rachel: [to her grandmother, exasperated] No good deed goes unpunished!
Georgia: For a smart girl, you do stupid well.
Harlan: Just how disturbed are you?
Rachel: I prefer "unique."
Rachel: You tell Harlan Wilson that if he's looking for a little danger... I'd love a ride.
Georgia: [sitting on floor] Come on, boys. Erect me.
Ethan: She has glutten pains shooting out her eyeballs.
Lilly: You don't know where you're going.
Rachel: Yes, I do.
Lilly: You don't know where you are.
Rachel: Yes, I do. I'm in hell.
Georgia: That's my granddaughter.
Ethan: Do we have to like her?
Sam: How old is she?
Georgia: No. And don't even think about it.
Arnold: How many lies have I told?
Georgia: Oh, please. You're a lawyer!
Sam: Bringing up the girl's bags.
Ethan: I think they've got rocks in them.
Rachel: Hi, wanted to introduce myself. I'm Rachel Wilcox. Nice to meet you.
Grace Cunningham: Grace Cunningham.
Rachel: [turning to Grace's friends] Hi, girls. How you doing?
[turning back to Grace]
Rachel: Look I just drove over here to tell you that Harlan and I- we're just friends now. Nothing's going to happen again, I promise. Scout's honor. So you guys can go and do whatever it is you do- I dont' know- have your summer fun and tell June that we're apart, even if we're not apart 'cause nothing's gonna happen and whatever has happened has happened already- so that's the end of it.
Grace Cunningham: Fine. Now why don't you just go home and leave us all alone?
Rachel: Okay, see, I tried to be nice, but let me put this a different way because you're not really getting it right now. If you call me a name, if you throw something at me- ever again!- if I see you talking to Harlan, yelling at Harlan, having anything AT ALL to do with Harlan, I will find all of your boyfriends and I will fuck them stupid. Okay? Get it? Thanks guys.
[as she's walking away]
Rachel: Thanks for your time. Have a good summer!
Grace Cunningham: I am gonna pray for her.
Simon: Don't hit me with fish.
Georgia: [to Arnold] If Lilly didn't love you, I would kill you.
Rachel: You don't have to brush me or feed me after riding me.
Georgia: [hitting Arnold with a baseball bat] You're going to eat this
Georgia: and drive or else I'm going to dismantle your car.
Rachel: Surprise. Saddling up your truck?
Harlan: Now I had it figured that you'd done away with Simon, buried his body and taken off for the city with his cash and car.
Rachel: And leave you alive?
Georgia: Traveled all the way from San Francisco, Califonia smelling of smoke, but she doesn't smoke.
Lilly: Ok, mother, caught me.
Georgia: Save the lies for something more important than cancer.
Lilly: When Dad was dying, nearly dead, did you ever miss a meal? Eat late? Eat early?
Georgia: No, same time. Alone. I could turn the radio on.
Lilly: You're a minute late. Enjoy your meal. I'm gonna wait for Rachel.
Georgia: Life is much less of a surprise when it's all timed down.
Rachel: Oh my God! You're hard! Dude, it was a fight! You don't pull a boner in a battle!
Rachel: Try and jerk me around, Grandma.
Georgia: Go fuck yourself.
Lilly: Dear Rachel, My mother always told me the hardest things to do in life are to trust, to have faith and to forgive so I want you to hear the strength in my voice when I say I forgive you because I love you, that's simple and that complicated to forgive is to move forward Georgia rule, Love Mom
Harlan: You're a dangerous girl, aren't you?
Rachel: It depends on what you define as dangerous.
Harlan: Safer to get thrown from a horse.
Rachel: But you don't have to brush me or feed me after riding me.
Simon: I wasn't really going anywhere.
Rachel: That's where I'm going.
Simon: Where?
Rachel: Anywhere.
Simon: Well, I was going there alone.
Rachel: Well, now you're not. Consider yourself very lucky.
Simon: I would if you weren't here.
Rachel: Consider yourself stuck.

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