Din: You can get out of here; I owe you from last time.
Fennec: We have a deal.

The armor was given to my father, Jango, by your forebears.


Din: (to Fennec) You were dead
Boba: She was left for dead on the sands of Tatooine, as was I. But fate sometimes steps in to rescue the wretched.
Fennec: In my case, Boba Fett was that fate. And I am now in his service.

If you remember, I don't miss.


Din: Are you Mandalorian?
Boba: I'm a simple man making his way through the galaxy, like my father before me.
Din: Did you take the Creed?
Boba: I give my alliance to no one.

Boba: I'm here for the armor.
Din: If you want my armor, you'll have to peel it off my dead body.

This is the "seeing stone." Are you seeing anything?


Well, I guess this is it; does this look Jedi to you?


You got a nice kid there. Make sure you enjoy every moment.

Alex's father

Alright that's it. I'm going to start calling you Margaret. I don't think you're fun enough to be a Maggie.


Gary: How'd your chair get so far away from you?
Eddie: He was racing around it in, and I didn't realize until it was too late. I thought about crawling, but I didn't know if I could get in the chair on my own, and I couldn't let them see me on the floor like that. I don't know how much longer I can keep putting on a happy face for everyone.

Gina: Rome, look at me 
Rome: What?
Gina: I don't want that to be fiction. Just talk to me. Tell me how you're feeling.
Rome: What I'm feeling is that I'm not entitled to my feelings. If I acknowledge them, I'm lashing out at you, and if I say nothing, I'm denying myself.
Gina: Alright, I don't want you to deny yourself, but I just want to know what you're thinking.
Rome: You know what I'm thinking? I'm mad. OK? I know you're in pain, and the last thing I want to do is add to it, but I'm in pain too. Because we could be parenting a baby right now, but you weren't ready. And then you went and threw away all the baby things without talking to me. And somehow I'm the one who's not talking enough.