Daria1997

Aunt Amy Barksdale:
[Amy is giving her car keys to the valet] I don't mind a few dents, but change the radio station and you're a dead man.

Aunt Rita Barksdale:
Amy, how delightful. I thought you weren't coming.

Aunt Amy Barksdale:
I wasn't, but I thought if you two could put aside years of bitterness and resentment, then so can I... for a day.

Aunt Rita Barksdale:
Oh, Amy, why do you say such ridiculous things?

Aunt Amy Barksdale:
Out loud? So, Jake. You're still with Helen, huh? Shows remarkable fortitude. And Roger. How's the skydiving going?

Helen Morgendorffer:
Amy, Roger passed away. This is Paul.

Aunt Rita Barksdale:
Oh. Sorry Paul. How do you do?

Paul:
Who's Roger?

Quinn Morgendorffer:
He fell onto a cow.

Paul:
Ick!

Daria Morgendorffer:
And he was one of the lucky ones.

Helen Morgendorffer:
Girls!

Aunt Amy Barksdale:
Hey, what's the point of a senseless tragedy if you can't find a little humor in it? I like the way you think, Daria. [Daria smiles]