Liv Moore quotes from IZombie

Liv Moore

Claudius killed Hamlet Sr. with a drop of hemlock in his ear.

Liv Moore

He really fills out those fitted shirts, huh?

Liv Moore

If you do wrestle, film it.

Liv Moore

[Liv has a vision of Don E. selling Blaine's drugs] Blaine is the new player.

Liv Moore

I invented the Orgasm, Clive. Amaretto. Irish Cream Whiskey. Coffee Liqueur. That was me.

Liv Moore

It's not a tumor.

Liv Moore

[narrating] Everyone lies. It's a coping mechanism. A key survival trait. Show me someone who always tells the truth, and I'll show you a weirdo. But maybe the most dangerous lies are the ones we tell ourselves. That boy you like? The one who gets shot, the one who hangs out with Don E. and Blaine and disappears in the middle of the night. You've never seen his place or met his friends.

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Hey, it's me. I thought you were coming over for dinner? Text me so I know you're alive? Unless I'm being ghosted. In which case that would defeat the purpose. Ah, frack!

Liv Moore

Very airy, Gary Derryberry.

Liv Moore

[narrating] What is it Cher said? 'Love makes you stupid.' With every passing hour, Leslie's impossibly upbeat brain has less control over me, and I'm able to see how naive I am about Drake. Does this mean I'm in love, or does it mean I'm dimwitted? Or is it the fact that even as I get back to my old self, I'm still giddy about him showing up that makes me an idiot?

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[narrating] Drake. Late again. What does it mean? Existing data points. Lateness, standing me up, leaving at odd hours of the night suggest various hypothesis. He's just not that into me, he's got a zombie on the side. Maybe I'm the zombie on the side. What I need is additional data and more detailed observation.

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[narrating] So, Drake does have a job. He's on familiar terms with a crusty bartender. He's known and liked by regulars. He's told people about me. Current hypothesis? Initial data points to Drake being on the level.

Liv Moore

[the detective turns off the radio] Gonna lose a hand turning off a girl's music like that.

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[to Clive] Holy crap. I think I just willed myself a pizza. This way, pizza boy. Mama wants some pepperoni.

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(to Clive on the phone) Do I need to get, 'I'll tell you if I have a vision' tattooed on my forehead?