Tara: Yeah, well, if it makes you feel any better, I'm not having much luck bringing any of my alters out.
Max: I thought this guy was the shit. And at home, we can't get them to stay in.

In the words of police chief Martin Brody, we need a bigger boat.

Marshall

Gene: You're the one.
Kate: No, I'm not.
Gene: Yes, you are. From the moment you walked in with that silly blue streak in you hair, I knew I would never be the same. As a manager or a man.
Kate: Wow.
Gene: Wow indeed.

Oh, I don't wanna hear about anyone's vagina. Especially not a coupon-clipping mom vagina.

Marshall

Charmaine: I can't believe how normal you are.
Marshall: I can't believe you're so damaged you think I'm normal.

Send a red carnation from your little closet.

Marshall's school friend

It's an apron relax.

Chinese checkers - I've got Chinese checkers here!

Max

Tara: Why does this feel like a small victory? I bet everyone thought that I would be the one to off myself. But guess what Oak Avenue? The lady with all the personalities is not the most f***ed up person on the block.
Kate: You are now.

Do I need to take a piss test?

Kate

We're the gays - but I guess everyone knows that.

Max: Is Mom here?
Marshall: Yeah. I mean Mom's here... but I'm not sure Mom's here.