Will you marry me all over again?

Saul: Are you crazy? What's wrong with you?
Robert: Your son thinks I'm seeing a woman in Westwood... And I am. Twice a week. She's a shrink. I'm seeing a shrink because my wife is dying.

Kitty: I heard it was really hard getting me down here.
Robert: Is that all you heard?
Kitty: Well, that and the fact that my husband has the chief of police on speed dial.
Robert: Well, but isn't that why you married me? Because I'm... connected.
Kitty: No, I married you for your looks and for your cute ass.
Robert: Well, that's funny, 'cause it's just why I married you.
Kitty: Well, you must be having a lot of regrets now.
Robert: No. No regrets.

Robert: Didn't you almost divorce me for running for governor without talking to you?
Kitty: Yes, because you were lying in a hospital bed recovering from open-heart surgery. Remember?
Robert: And what are you recovering from, the common cold?

Robert: Why are you talking about this pissy little congressional seat? If you really want to run for office, I'll tell you whose seat you should run for.
Kitty: Whose?
Robert: Mine. I'd be right there with you and we would kick ass.

I would be right there with you, and we would kick ass.

You've always swung for the fences. If this is what you want, I'm with you.

See, it's this. It's just sitting here together, in a waiting room. Both of us trying to pretend we're not scared, that's love. Not being able to concentrate on writing a speech about the beauty of love because you're scared you might lose it and nothing will ever be the same. And realizing that the one place, the ONE place, that you feel most "you" is when you are lying next to her, just breathing.

This is officially the gayest bachelor party ever.

Robert: Did your mother pass away last night?
Kitty: Au contraire. I just walked in on her and Simon. In the shower. Together. Naked.
Robert: Good for her! It's a new day in Pasadena.

Shh. We need to be quiet. My wife may be here any minute.

Kitty: Don't you have anything to say?
Robert: Yeah ... it's good to be home.

Brothers & Sisters Quotes

No, no. No 'Buts'. You're not allowed to give up. You're not allowed to give up because you believe in your gut that this is right. And besides, we've all inherited this absurd drive to make things that, that yes, they seem complicated and they're messy, but we can turn them into something great.

Kitty

Do I at least get a cigarette and a chance to say my last words?

Nora