Maria: You guys didn't go... beyond?
Liz: No, no, no.
Maria: Gonna say... you were only out for 5 minutes.
Liz: I know. Listen, Maria, if I... when... when... when I actually do it, it is not gonna be in between a plate of Kielbasa and a deep fryer.
Liz: I saw things, Maria. Did you see things when you and Michael kissed?
Maria: What exactly did you see?
Max: Did anything like that ever happen to Maria when you two...
Michael: No. Maxwell, let me assure you, you have not experienced anything I have not experienced many times or caused to be experienced.
Max: Then how can you call yourself my friend?
Max: A friend wouldn't have kept something like that to himself.
Isabel: Are you afraid? I mean to let someone in; to let someone see who you really are?
Liz: Yeah, of course I am.
Isabel: Well, multiply that by about a million.
Liz: Alex, listen to me! This has nothing to with drugs. Alex... Max, Michael and Isabel... They aren't from around here.
Alex Whitman: Where are they from?
[Liz points her finger up]
Alex Whitman: What, like Wyoming?
[Liz points her finger even higher up]
Alex Whitman: Okay, fine, Canada! They're Canucks. So, what, you're saying the FBI are all over them because they're, like, illegal aliens?
Liz: Yeah. Sort of.
[Max and Liz are about to kiss in the lab. The teacher walks in]
Ms. Hardy: Hey, Liz. How are you doing on your mating ritual?
Liz: I was doing just fine.
Michael: I just figured "go for it", you know? I don't know what I was thinking.
Max: Yeah, I just thought we had guidelines about this. We agreed to discuss before we acted on any, you know... urges.
Michael: I hate to tell you this, Max, but when I have urges, you're not exactly the first person I think about.
Liz: So, how do you feel, you know, about what I said?
Alex Whitman: Well, part of me feels like you've gone insane, and the other part of me like I want some of the massive doses of hallucinogens you've obviously been taking.