Bree: Chuck and I went to the cellar to choose a wine, and when we were done, my entrée was smoking.
Mrs. McCluskey: I bet it was.

Bree: I'm not sure these clothes are quite the thing for a dinner party.
Renee: Dinner? I wouldn't wear them to a drive-by shooting.

Bree: Gaby, if you're really serious, I will set you up with a class at my gun range. They'll teach you about gun safety. You will get a permit. And then, we'll see about you getting a gun.

Gaby: Great! So, in the meantime, if skulking guy breaks into my house, I'm just going to yell, "Freeze! I'm taking a class!"

Bree: Gaby, I'm not giving you a gun.
Gaby: Why not? I let you borrow things all the time.

Chuck: I'm sure you want to avoid another mistake like your second husband, the hit-and-run driver. Orson, was it?
Bree: What?
Chuck: Tell me who was creepier... him or the pharmacist who killed himself while you were dating?

You found something bad? Is he a dirty cop...or a Democrat?

Renee: I never date a guy until I've done a complete background check.
Bree: Maybe I'll just Google him.
Renee: Amateur.

Gaby: Girls, no running.
Bree: Is that all you're going to do?
Gaby: Of course not. Next time, I'll trip one of them.

Bree: There were two dozen cookies on that plate.
Gaby: Yeah, you can't leave food out. They're like bears - you've gonna have to to tie it up in a tree.

Susan: Look at me! I should buy a lottery ticket right now.
Bree: Yes, you should. Then, you should "eat it!"

Bree: Who is this victim number one?
Andrew: Mr. Solis - After all, I sort of did kill his mom.

Bree: A woman felt desperate and alone and killed herself because nobody cared enough to help her, and the thing is - I was there. I saw that something was wrong, and I walked away and I am never going to let myself do that again and certainly not with you.
Andrew: Alex left me. I guess he just got sick of living with a drunk. What did I do? I wrecked my marriage.
Bree: Look, it's going to get better. I promise you it's going to get better. But for that to start, you need to go to a meeting.
Andrew: I can't get up in front of a bunch of strangers and talk about this.
Bree: Then, we can have a meeting right here. Just the two of us - what do you say?

Desperate Housewives Quotes

Let's find something fun-size for me to enjoy.

Renee

Preston: We don't want to get spanked.
Porter: Yeah, we promise we'll be good.
Lynette: Too late, you stole and then you lied. Even worse, you made me look bad in front of Mrs. McCluskey, who you know is mommy's sworn enemy. Time to pick your poison. How 'bout a belt? It's a classic... Well, we could go with the old hickory stick. It's a cliche, but it's pretty effective. I know, we'll go with the spatula. The holes give it less wind resistance; moves faster.
Scavo kids: No! No! No! No!
Lynette: Guys, guys, guys, hey my hands are tied. Thieves get spanked. Just the way it works. Unless...
Porter: Unless what?
Lynette: For a first time offense, if you swear, cross your heart, that you will never, never steal again, and you write Mrs. McCluskey a letter of apology, I will let it slide.
Scavo kids: Okay! Yeh! We swear! Yeh! We swear!
Lynette: Alright, start with Dear Mrs. McCluskey.
Porter: Mommy, why are you smiling?
Lynette: Do you know what physiological warfare means?
Porter: No.
Lynette: Well, too bad for you