Well that’s what we do, we fuck up. And then we try to fix it and we fuck it up some more. And we do it the most with our family because that’s the safest place to practice. But that’s the shit that makes you a man.

Silas: She’s never going to forgive me.
Andy: First things first, you need to apologize. Good Lord and Creator made us fellable creatures. And who knows, maybe it’ll all be fine. Maybe she wont lose Stevie. She’ll probably lose Stevie but she’d kill Jill first. Maybe she’d have Shane do it.

Our family is breaking apart.

No, no, I’m not a taker of sides. I float in the ambiguous middle ground. Still beloved, my relationships unsullied. Once you two idiots get past this little kafuffle…I don’t get involved.

I kind of want to touch his bicep, like once. Why is that?

She values 8 percent of me.

Fleecing New York’s upper crust while they’re on vacation is a Botwin family tradition.

Well France makes good wine. I think it's the soil. Or the water. Or the alcohol.

Andy: Long Island Iced Teas are delicious. What's in them?
Nancy: Everything.

I’m murdering somebody. Killing them. It’s bad. Bloody. Anybody care? No? Living your myopic lives? Okay, cool...

It's fine. I've seen that show Life After People. This will all be reclaimed by the Earth soon enough. All swap and moss, weird looking birds.

Andy: How'd you get that?
Shane: I walked in and printed it out.
Andy: He's good.