Tommy: What is this? Some sort of stupid ploy to get me to take a plea?
Kevin: What? Incarcerate you in a hotel room so you know what it feels like?

Leila: The point is they rebuilt. It's a lesson of human resilience.
Cogswell: That's one way of looking at it.
Leila: How would you prefer to think of it?
Cogswell: A monument to our ability to paint things over as if they never happened.

Jane: You lied to me.
Bertram: As did you. What a couple of scamps we are. I promise that is the last lie I will ever tell you.

Sheldon: How do we know you're not going to take the money and drive away?
Leonard: Whatcha doing, Skippy?
Sheldon: Exactly what 1970s crima dramas have taught us.

Homer: Bless those boys.
Marge: Homer, those are ice-cream men.
Homer: (Wiping away a tear) I know.

Meg: Hey there, sailor.
Seamus: What are you doing here?
Meg: Well, sometimes I come here to think and fart.

Jay: Is there anything we can’t do?
Mailroom worker: Necrophilia?
Marissa: No that could be funny.
Jay: Autism.
Mailroom worker: Selena Gomez’s kidney transplant.

When she smiles at you, everything gets better. She's giving you her best super magic smile.

Callie

Oliver: Slade, are you going to help me, or not?
Slade: I think I'm stating the obvious when I say I killed your mother and for that, you should kill me now.

Grayson: Why are you doing this?
Emery: If you see something good in Eric, I'm willing to trust you.

If J can spot a tail, I sure as hell can.

Craig

You're a lot of things, House, but you've never been a sadist. You're pummeling an opponent who isn't fighting back.

Wilson