Isaac: You made the cut list.
Harris: What is this?
Gregson: This is a kill list.
Nadine: Surprised you're on it?
Gregson: Surprised I'm fifth.

Dr. Kelso: So, Mr. Brooks is doing peachy, huh?
Carla: Peachy-keen.
Dr. Kelso: Great. Great! A patient's improvement is always cause for celebration here at Sacred Heart. And yet, for some reason, I'm not wearing a party hat, sitting bare-ass on the hospital's copier machine. You know why? It's not because I have the name Johnny tattooed on my butt - he's an old sailor buddy, and if you went through what we did, you'd understand.

Dr.: Has this ever happened before?
Perry: Yep. Sometimes I lash out.

Pretend I need you to explain.

Dutch [to Zephyr]

You can be Thelma and I'll be Louise.

Mercedes [to Autumn]

I won't be the other man in someone's marriage.

Tony

Oscar: I just want to take this stupid board of directors by their necks. This. Is. So. Simple!
Andy: Yeah. Well you should do that. Get in line.
Oscar: Oh what a great idea, and lose my job. No thank you.
Andy: Look. Do you want to be able to tell your grandkids you stood up for yourself, during America's biggest financial crisis?
Dwight: How is he going to have grandkids.

Oliver: Do you want Lauton arrested?
Diggle: No.

Evelyn: To dead pimps!
Amanda: The best kind.

Linda: What do I do if that weird noise comes back?
Danny: Just turn up the radio.

You have me and you have Makayla.

Burgess

Dr. Cox: No, wait a minute - you don't have to go... you know, if... if you don't want to.
Jordan: Oh my God, are you really that lonely?
Dr. Cox: Kinda, yeah.
Jordan: All right, I'll toss you a quickie, but no talking