Wynonna: I’ll forget about this, and you can just forget about the time I slipped you some Sleeping Beauties.
Nicole: Wynonna.
Wynonna: Listen, it’s ancient history.
Nicole: It was yesterday.
Wynonna: Oh right.
Nicole: What if I could have helped? Well, we’ll never know because you left me passed out on the floor.
Wynonna: You couldn’t have done anything.
Nicole: I just jumped off a friggin’ train.
Wynonna: They only got in ‘cause they’re special, so unless you’re like a bisexual angel or an undead gunslinger…
Nicole: Oh no, you don’t get to be the judge of who matters and who doesn’t.
Wynonna: True. I’m just a girl standing in front of a cop asking her to forgive me for slipping her a tiny little bit of roof-beer.
Nicole: Unbelievable.