Synclaire: My mother just told me how to make her special marshmallow and yam casserole.
Khadijah: Not that crap you call yamallow.
Regine: Max, you were supposed to bring a side dish.
Max: These are corn chips. Maize. The Indians served these to the pilgrims.
Synclaire: But what would you say if he did propose?
Khadijah: I don't know. I'd say...I don't know.
Max: Say no, girl! I always do.
Regine: As if anyone has ever proposed to you.
Max: Twice, thank you. Sure, they were screaming their proposals at that critical moment; but technically, I had 'em!
Regine: (loudly) Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot you two were in here. What's this? (Picks up box.) A ring box? (Opens box.) No, it's not! I'm gonna go now! Buh-bye!
Kyle: First mistake, my brother. Never ask a woman anything. She'll either give you an answer you do not want or she'll answer your question with a question.
Michael: Oh my God. That's Max's m.o. Answering a question with a question. And it's always the same question: "What the hell's wrong with you?"
Darryl: At Thanksgiving, it's a tradition to give thanks. Me, I'd like to offer thanks for giving. 'Cause you see, giving teaches us something that receiving doesn't. It allows us to look deep within ourselves. And so, thank you. Thank you for this special day, when we can turn to those who are closest to us and give them what they need most. Amen.
Overton: Wow. Relationships are tough. Pass me them taters!
Scooter: Khadijah should understand. It's not like I'm trying to leave her.
Overton: Yeah, well, you would be getting on a plane and leaving for six months. If that's not leaving, it's an incredible simulation.
Max: Khadijah, remember in The Godfather, when Diane Keaton asked Al Pacino if he had his brother-in-law killed, and he looks her dead in the eye and says no, even though he did? That's men!
Max uses a scene from the 1972 film to make her usual point about men.