I knew I opened a can of PTSD worms today.

Maura, I just want your opinion. It doesn't have to be peer reviewed.

Yay! Three day symposium where we can relive our four year nightmare.

Maura: You presented a unique challenge to someone like Charles Hoyt.
Jane: So you're saying it's a compliment that he tried to kill me?

You call me Mom one more time, you watch where I put that whistle.

I bet wife #2 has no idea he killed wife #1.

Maura: I just keep forgetting that Cailin had a kidney transplant.
Jane: How can you forget, it's your kidney?

I had to live through my mother's hockey mom years.

I don't know if I'd die for you but I'd come damn close.

I'll need a quadruple latte with an ibuprofen foam to make this day go better.

Jane: I hate you.
Maura: You don't hate me, you just hate feeling vulnerable.

Jane: Just make sure that Gilbert skeevy doesn't go through my underwear.
Tommy: Clean ones or dirty?