Jill Eikenberry credited as playing...
Hedda Gary
- David Gary: I hope you're eating enough in the city.
- Hedda Gary: You gotta start taking care of yourself, sweetie.
- David Gary: You know, Lean Cuisine is not a meal.
- Mavis Gary: Yeah, I think I might be an alcoholic.
- Hedda Gary: [laughs] Very funny.
- David Gary: You're not still pulling it are you.
- Mavis Gary: Stop, dad.
- Hedda Gary: It's just that your hair is so beautiful.
- Mavis Gary: You know what, mom? Can you please take down that photo of me and Allen?
- Hedda Gary: Which picture, sweetie?
- Mavis Gary: The wedding photo. We are divorced.
- Hedda Gary: We just thought it was a nice memory.
- Mavis Gary: Of my failed marriage?
- Hedda Gary: Well the wedding wasn't a failure. Remember the tiramisu?
- Mavis Gary: [to Beth] Fuck you! You fucking bitch!
- [laughing]
- Mavis Gary: Oh my God. You should see your face. It's a joke. Are you just gonna stand there like a big lump? I love your sweater.
- Beth Slade: I'll get you a rag.
- Mavis Gary: Go get me a rag because you got so many of those lying around here. Fucking burp cloths, whatever. You know the funny thing is, I could have had this party a long time ago. This exact same party. Yeah! Buddy and I were together for four years and we were inseparable. Jan knows. Right, Jan? Tell them!
- Beth Slade: You want to clean up.
- Mavis Gary: No, don't bother. It is silk. It's fucked.
- Hedda Gary: Mavis, sweetheart.
- Mavis Gary: Mother, I'm trying to tell a story here. Yeah, Buddy got me pregnant at 20. And we were gonna keep it! We were gonna have a little baby and a little naming party and a Funquarium. All of that. And then 12 weeks into it, well, I had Buddy's miscarriage. Which I wouldn't wish for anyone. Maybe if things were just a little bit more hospitable down south in my broken body, Buddy and I would be here right now with a teenager and probably even more kids because we always found each other. Always! Right, Jan? Tell them!
- Buddy Slade: What's wrong?
- Beth Slade: Nothing.
- Mavis Gary: Nothing? What do you mean nothing? My God! What is wrong with you? Are you like one of those little kids who need a fucking chart to learn feelings? Stand up for yourself! Why are you covering for me?
- Hedda Gary: That's enough, Mavis! You're drunk.
- Mavis Gary: Oh, I've been drunk since I've been back, mom, and nobody gave two shits until this one got all bent out of shape.
- Buddy Slade: Mavis, what the hell is going on?
- Mavis Gary: Why did you invite me?
- Buddy Slade: I didn't invite you. My wife did. Beth practically forced me to call you. She feels sorry for you. We all do, Mavis. It's obvious you're having some mental sickness, some depression. You're very lonely and confused. So Beth made me invite you here even though I knew it was a mistake. I knew it.
- Mavis Gary: You're lying.
- Beth Slade: He's not.
- Mavis Gary: Well. What about now? You hate me now? Cause it should be easy because I fucking hate you.
- Mavis Gary: I've been seeing quite a bit of Buddy.
- David Gary: The old beau, huh?
- Hedda Gary: I remember you kids were so cute in high school.
- Mavis Gary: It's funny how those initial instincts can be so right, you know? I mean, you make all these mistakes along the way, but the world will make sure you end up with the person you're meant to be with.
- Hedda Gary: It's good to keep those people in your life. The people who really know you best.