Jesus Christ. It's like I have to do everything myself.

Jack: No smoking. State Law.
Nancy: Yeah, wouldn't want to piss off the only other customer.

Jack: Hey, I didn't get your name.
Nancy: No you didn't.

I want to see those washers going 24/7. This families gonna make hash - lots of it. Won't that be nice?

Nancy: What's that smell?
Shane: Stevie.
Nancy: Ugh. Go change him.
Shane: I always change him.
Nancy: No, I sometimes do, don't I?
Shane: Do you even know what size diapers he wears?

Silas, really, you're in charge.

Silas: What's next another concert? Mom?
Nancy: Copenhagen. But first, one more stop.

(to her dead parents graves) You think marrying a Jew was bad, you should have met this little guy's father.

Doug: I'm on fuego. You want to dance?
Nancy: No I'm okay.
Doug: Andy?

Nancy: Why do you do that whole sexist thing? That whole oppression thing?
Club owner: Because you scare the sh*t out of us.

The trouble is all behind us.

Nancy: Did you get the passports?
Andy: No.
Nancy: What, do we need more money?
Andy: We need Shane, actually.
Nancy: What?
Andy: We need to kill somebody.