Jenna: [panicking] I want a fluffy pillow!
Jenna: I love you, Matt. You're my best friend. Matt: ...Jenna, I've always loved you
Young Tom-Tom: Majority rules, Beaver. Young Matt: Narrow, man. Narrow, hopeless people. Young Tom-Tom: Freak. Young Matt: Rob
Jenna: What happened? Matt: I don't know. I can pretty much peg it to your 13th birthday party, when you were in the closet playing that game. Spin the Rapist? Jenna: Seven Minutes in Heave
Jenna: [to Trish Sackett] You know what? You are rude, and mean, and sloppy, and frizzy! And I don't like you at all!
Lucy: OK, you can wipe the doe-eyed-Bambi-watching-her-mother-get-shot-and-strapped-to-the-back-of-a-van look from your face.
Richard: Jenna, my balls - Excuse my French - are in an iron vice. Corporates are twisting and squeezing like a bunch of dominatrixes on steroids, and now Lucy is presenting her own re-design without you. Could you tell me what is going on? Jenna: What is going on is that you are going to have mor
Matt: [confused look] You're not Chinese.
Jenna: Who are these women? Does anyone know? I don't recognize any of them. I want to see my best friend's big sister, the girls from the soccer team, my next door neighbor, real women who are smart and pretty and happy to be who they are. These are the women to look up to. Let's put life back in
Young Jenna Rink: I don't want to be beautiful in my own way. I want to look like these people. Beverly Rink: Oh those aren't people honey, those are models
Jenna: Wait, listen to me. I'm 13! Lucy: Jenna, if you're gonna start lying about your age, I'd go with 27
Lucy: [regarding security breaches at the company] Jenna fired Charlotte yesterday. Richard: Did you? Good. I guarantee she had friends at Sparkle. She was always taking notes. Lucy: She was a secretary. Richard: Yeah, whatev
Jenna: Are you really my best friend? Lucy: [disbelief] You're pregnant. Jenna: [horrified] Oh God, n
Beverly Rink: Well, Jenna, I know I made a lot of mistakes, but I don't regret making any of them. Jenna: How come? Beverly Rink: Because if I hadn't have made them, I wouldn't have learned how to make things righ
Richard: Who's your daddy? Jenna: Wayne Rink
Jenna: [in the elevator] I'm Jenna, by the way. Becky: [disdainfully] Yeah, I know. I'm Becky. Jenna: How old are you, anyway? Becky: 13. Jenna: Me too! Becky: [gives Jenna a strange look] Jenna: Used to be, a
Becky: I like your dress. Jenna: That's because I have these incredible boobs to fill it out
Jenna: You are rude, and mean, and sloppy, and frizzy - and I don't like you at all.
Matt: It doesn't matter what Lucy said. I stopped trusting her after she stole my poprocks in the third grade.
Matt: You can't just turn back time. Jenna: Why not
Yearbook Photographer: Swing around this way just a little bit, Gina. Come on, right there. That's good. Young Jenna Rink: It's Jenna. Yearbook Photographer: Look over here, Gina. Right here. Young Jenna Rink: IT'S JENNA! [Photographer takes photo and it comes out all wr
Young Matt: Arrivederci. Young Jenna Rink: Au revoir
[Jenna has invited the most popular girls in school to her 13th birthday party] Young Matt: I can't believe you invited those clones. Young Jenna Rink: They're my friends. Young Matt: The Six Chicks are not your friends, okay? Young Jenna Rink: Almost. And someday I'm gonna BE a Sixth Chick. Young
Young Jenna Rink: I wanna be thirty.
Jenna: Becky, can I ask you something? Becky: Yeah, sure. Jenna: Can you tell I'm wearing underwear, cos I totally am. Becky: I think that's kinda the poi
Jenna: Matty. Matt: Yeah? Jenna: Arrivederci. Matt: I'll see you. Jenna: Matt! Matt: Yeah? [she gives him a look] Matt: Au
Lucy: Okay, Jenna, repeat after me: I am Jenna Rink, big time magazine editor. Jenna: I am? Lucy: Say it. Jenna: I am Jenna Rink big time magazine editor. Lucy: I'm a tough bitch. [Jenna looks away, embarrassed to say it] Lucy: Say it! Jenna: I am a tough [whispers] Jenna: bitch. Lucy: I'm gonna w
Jenna: Matt, stop being so nice to me. I don't deserve it. Do you know what kind of person I am now, I mean - do you know who I am right now? I don't have any real friends. I did something bad with a married guy. I don't talk to my mom and dad. I'm not a nice person. And the thing is - I'm not 13
Lucy: Can you get in the car? Jenna: I can't get in the car, I don't get in the car with strangers. Lucy: Please get in the car, we're gonna be late. Jenna: I can't get in the car, I don't know you. Lucy: Just get in the car. Jenna: I don't get in the car with strangers! Lucy: You're being a littl
Jenna: Thirty, flirty and thriving.