They've Done Worse
Jack: Tonight was supposed to be special, and all I could think about was that kid, so happy he threw up. The closest I came to vomiting tonight was when I saw Ann Coulter's shoulder blades.

Pete's Plan
Lemon: Looks good. Where's Tracy?
Pete: In Cape Canaveral. By which I mean through that door. We told him he had to be blindfolded before launch to prevent space madness.
Lemon: Sure.
Pete: And then we put him on the Channel 4 traffic 'copter for a couple of hours.
Lemon: And now he's landed here in sunny Florida. Well done, Hornberger!
Pete: Well, as a child, I dreamed of being a congressman like my father. Now I do this. [Mutters] One DUI in high school...

Tell Those Chinos Who's Boss!
Lemon: Morning, Jenna.
Jenna: God, telling Dennis off together was so empowering. I felt so jacked up on my way home that I threw a brick through the window of a Banana Republic.

I Want To Go To There
Kenneth: Mr. Jordan! How is space? [winks at Jack]
Tracy: Great wink, Kenneth! Space is very cold, but very beautiful, and sometimes sounds like Jenna yelling in the distance.

Coming Soon To Dancing With the Stars
Lemon: I want to make it up to you, Jenna. What can I do? How about, on the next show, you can do that song they wouldn't let you sing at the inauguration?
Jenna: No, "Chocolate Rainbow" is too good for TGS.

Acting 101
Jenna: Everyone! Listen to me -- no, it's a real thing this time. When we were both living back in Chicago, and Liz was still trying to be an actress, the only job she ever booked was for a local phone sex line.
Lemon: It was a chat line for urban singles.
Jenna: And they only hired her because their first choice was deported.

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