This is the first night we're going out to a club. F*%king Rom & Sam are coming out. Shocker. Shocker. So what are they gonna do? They're gonna look at each others eyes and say "I love you, baby," all night? We're in f*%king Seaside, bitch - let's go to f*%king Karma.

Snooki

Burnham: Discovery will come through.
Book: Saru doesn't even know what we're up to.
Burnham: He'll figure it out.
Book: Yeah, and when he does, why is he going to come and rescue us?
Burnham: Because he's Starfleet.

I won't let you go. Remember, we're the same.

Whitly

I don't know if they taught you this in the land of fairies and puppy-dog tails, where you obviously, if not grew up, then at least spent most of your summers, but you're in the real world now. Nnnnn-kay?

Dr. Cox

Bro Code? Is this college?!

Wes

Emma: It's like the oxygen is being sucked out of the air.
Regina: Not the oxygen, the magic.

Wilfred: Ryan do you have any more rice?
Ryan: How much do you need?
Wilfred: 100 pounds should do it.

No one's secretly swiping through dating apps in the backseat.

Zapata

New York in August? It's like a great big hairy armpit museum.

Ken

Chucky: How about 400 hail marys?
Nadine: That's a bit harsh.

Ian: I party on a boat. It's my dad's pride and joy, so I like to trash it now and then. You guys in?
Nathan: Maybe we should just go to a bar.

Attorney: How's that? Does that satisfy your Harvard education?
Diane: I didn't go to Harvard.
Marisa: Neither did I.