Gloria: Every culture has their own traditions. For example, in our culture, the Baby Jesus is the one that brings the presents, not the Santa Claus.
Jay: That's doesn't make sense. How could a new born baby carry all those presents? They don't even know where their hands are.
Manny: At least a baby could fit through a chimney.
Jay: How could you sit on the Baby Jesus' lap? You'd squish him.

Her name is Whitney. I met her in the online book club. We both like vampire fiction and the romance of eternal life.

She can't take criticism about her driving. Once an old lady yelled at her at a crosswalk, she honked so long, the horn ran out.

He has a natural confidence. I admire it and fear it.

The universe is cold and loveless.

I've seen the kid do a pull-up.

You have a laugh that makes science lab seem like recess.

Can we stop calling me little guy? I'm in the fortieth percentile.

Manny: Today feels like a good day for halibut. Hey, Jay, did I ever tell you about the time I used peanut butter and jelly for bait?
Jay: I don't know. You tell me a lot of funny things.

Lots of stuff that doesn't kill you makes you weaker.

I don't think I can get through this without crying. Maybe we should just go on to the cold cuts.

Manny: She has a boyfriend.
Gloria: Ohh I'm sorry mi niño
Manny: I gave her my heart and she gave me a picture of me as an all time Sheriff. That was pretty stupid of me, wasn't it?
Gloria: No mi amor, It was brave right Jay, brave.
Jay: Well well, you'll know better next time, come on let's get a pretzel