Andy: Bro five. What up. L'chaim.
Club owner: What?
Andy: Nothing. I forgot where I was for a second.

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

There's this video online of Maxine putting a popsicle up her lady hole.

We're going to America. Land of hot sauce and catastrophic wealth imbalance.

Your kid has a one in five chance of being Autistic - and I don't mean the cool kind of Autistic.

Silas: You missed a spot.
Andy: Back off Reading Rainbow.

Obviously, you're not my sexual equal, what with your penis being a soft void filled with sonnets.

He peed on my pee - we crossed streams.

Nancy: I like it here.
Andy: You got laid.
Nancy: I want to stay here for a while.

Retiring for motherhood? I knew something had to give.

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.

Nancy: Why is the bed moving?
Andy: There must be an earthquake.
Nancy: Are you jerking off?!?