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Glinda: Pick a number from 1 to 50. Elphaba: 20. Glinda: We won't speak for 20 days. Elphaba: Wait, let me pick again! Glinda: Okay, fine. Elphaba: 50.

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Glinda, after Elphaba refuses to apologize to the Wizard:

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No one: Literally no one: Glinda: Elphaba Thropp??? What a loser! I hate Elphaba, she’s so— [trips] [hundreds of photos of Elphaba spill out of her pocket] No! These aren't mine, I swear! I'm just holding them for a friend- [frantically gathering the photos] No, no! Listen! These aren't mine! I hate Elph- [photos scatter across the floor] Please! I'm holding them for... No, just listen!

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Glinda, staring into Elphaba's eyes: So beautiful. Elphaba: Aw, thanks. Glinda: No, I can see my reflection in your eyes.

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Elphaba: Sleeping together is off the table. Glinda: Yes, I think we should do it on the floor instead!

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Glinda: Elphie, there's something I've been wanting to ask you for a long time. I know we've been friends for a while, but there are times when I feel like our relationship has moved beyond that. That what we have is special and different. These feelings are exciting and scary, but I want to have them. What I've been meaning to ask you is, would you like to go on a date with me? Fiyero, wearing a wig: Mm, that's gonna be a no from me, dawg. Glinda: OKAY, YOU'RE NOT HELPING, FIYERO!

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Glinda and Elphaba during "What is This Feeling?":

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Elphaba: Could you ever see us as more than friends? Glinda: YES, I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED! I can totally see us as dragons. Hang on, let me find the picture I drew! Elphaba:

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Elphaba: What's your favorite color? Glinda: Stop asking me stupid questions. Ask me something logical and mature. Elphaba: How many moles of sodium bicarbonate are needed to neutralize 0.8ml of sulfuric acid at STP? Glinda: My favorite color is pink.

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Fiyero: I'm grounded?! Elphaba: Yes, you are. You were out all night and didn't tell us where you were going. Glinda, holding a shovel: And now we're going to bury you until you learn your lesson.

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Glinda whenever Fiyero talks to, looks at, or breathes near Elphaba:

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Elphaba: Glinda, why are there six dogs in the house? Glinda: They're golden retrievers, Elphie. They retrieve gold. I did this for us.

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Elphaba: Violence isn't the answer. Glinda: You're right. Elphaba: Thank you. Glinda: Violence is the question. Elphaba: What? Glinda, running after Fiyero with a machete: And the answer is "yes!" Elphaba, running after Glinda: NO!

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Elphaba: Apparently, clowns make around $44,000 a year. Glinda: Damn, and Fiyero does it for free. Fiyero: I thought we were friends. Glinda: No.

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Elphaba watching Glinda perform "Popular":

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Glinda meeting Elphaba: