Mike: "I'll see you again, Mrs. Florrick!"
Alicia: "Not if I can fuckin' help it."
God: "Oh, you'll be seeing a shitload of him. This is what happens next. This is how you get strong. This is how you become amazing."
Gay Shampoo Guy: "So Cerise told me that Beauchamp told him that your son was announcing his gubernatorial candidacy next week and I said Girl! You know that fine-ass Peter Florrick has a lock on the youth vote and minorities..."
Jackie: "Yep. You would think I'd be afraid of Parker Posey, but I'm already dosing her Yakult with a chemical compound of my own inve..."
Alicia: "JACKIE FUCKING FLORRICK. GET UP OUT THAT CHAIR."
Jackie: "Jacques, please let me talk to my daughter for a moment."
Alicia: "YOU WILL NOT NEED SHAMPOO WHEN WE ARE DONE HERE. FOR I AM ABOUT TO SNATCH YOU BALD."
Jacques: "But honey I still need to rinse your condi..."
Jackie: "-- Jacques. You do not want to be the Andromeda in this situation."
Jacques: "What does that..."
Alicia: "I SAID GET UP, YOU GROSS OLD BITCH."
Jackie: "I have released the Kraken, Jacques. For your own safety, leave me now."
Jacques: "If you say so. You gals are making me nervous!"
Jackie: "And Jacques? Tell them clear the building. This shit is about to get real."
JACOB CLIFTON is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He can be found online at jacobclifton.com, on Twitter, and on Facebook. He just sold his first short story, details forthcoming, and of particular note this week: A review/essay on the Hunger Games movie which continues his, some say, rather endless ranting about more than a few themes you may recognize from these very recaps.