I don't get how one dog keeps you awake when you grew up sleeping through cockfights and revolutions.

Manny: I wish I could stay home with you and fly toy airplanes.
Jay: These aren't toy airplanes, Manny. These are models and they're very complicated. You wanna fly one of these, you gotta be familiar with air foyle, drag, lift and thrust, and these are all principles of aerodynamics.
Manny: The box says twelve and up.
Jay: What?!
Gloria: You can fly toy planes with Jay next time. Today you have to spend time with Luke.
Manny: Why?
Gloria: Because his mother invited you, so you go. Family needs to be close, right Jay?
Jay [looking at the box]: I'm pretty sure this is a typo

I'm lucky only one guy turned around.

You'd think growing up in a place full of death squads and drunken uncles, she'd have learned to move a little bit faster.

Jay: Flag on the play.
Manny: What does that mean?!?

Pretty soon you get some hair on your chest, you start answering the phone, and people don't think you're ladies.

I could be sitting grill-side watching a guy build an onion volcano. Instead, I got Rico Suave in my kitchen.

Gloria [about Manny]: It's good, he keeps us grounded
Jay: Like a fog at a airport

Jay: How much longer do I have to listen to the Julia Child impression?
Phil: For as long as it's still funny.
Jay: I think the timer just went off on that.

Jay: You and Manny have the closest relationship I've ever seen. Hell he may never form a healthy attachment with another woman after you.
Gloria: You're just saying that.

There's no such thing as a professional Broadway enthusiast.

They keep their tools in a pillowcase but they have an occasions closet.