Friendships are tested and secrets come to the surface when terminally single Rachel falls for Dex, her best friend Darcy's fiancé.

Rachel: You're an asshole!
Ethan: Yeah, maybe i am. But i'm the only asshole here who gives a shit about you.
Ethan: I can't take this 'daddy beats me because he loves me' excuse.
[Rachel falls on the dance floor in pain]
Dex: Are you alright?
Rachel: Yeah, no, I think I just pulled something.
Darcy: Your vagina?
Rachel: No, I didn't pull my vagina! I just pulled... near my vagina.
Ethan: You're all going to hell anyway, so you might as well do something for yourself
Ethan: The Hamptons are like a zombie movie directed by Ralph Lauren.
Rachel: You're like a shark.
Marcus: That kind of hurts my feelings a little bit. I'm actually a pretty sensitive guy.
Rachel: Oh, really?
Marcus: Once when I was nine years old, I saved the life of a chipmunk.
Rachel: A chipmunk.
Marcus: He fell out of our tree and almost died. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't even move. So I built a tiny little splint for his tiny, broken leg. And I carried him around in a BabyBjörn. And all the kids in my neighborhood, they laughed. They made fun of me, they threw rocks at me, but I didn't care. You know why?
Rachel: Why?
Marcus: Because all I saw was this little fur ball that needed love.
Rachel: That's... really sweet.
Marcus: I know. So next time you wanna call somebody a shark, just remember the chipmunk.