Beverly: He’s killed thousands of people!
Matt: Yeah, I guess the party won’t be too crowded then.

You like working under her? Or are you on top?

Merc

Helen: Talk about going out with a whimper. Literally a whimper. And a fart. A whimper and a fart.
Carol: Yeah, the farting thing takes getting used to.

Carol: And Guy Smiley is a puppet on Sesame Street.
Merc: Clearly Google isn’t my friend.

And I thought they were just cheating on Sean’s wife, Emily. Turns out I was out with the rubbish too!

Tim

Sean: Us working together? Really? Really?
Tim: That’s the worst toast ever!

Morning: Alan Thicke’s birthday party. We went back to my place, and I blew you in my hot tub!
Matt: Jesus! I was at Alan Thicke’s birthday party?

Mickey: Where'd you get this?
Ian: From the producer of the movie.
Mickey: What movie?
Ian: I did a porno.
Mickey: You did a what?

Lip: You got married?
Fiona: Yeah.
Lip: Fuck. To who?
Fiona: Gus.
Lip: Who the fucks Gus?
Fiona: I've mentioned him before.
Lip: Yeah in passing. Jesus, married? Are you happy or---
Fiona: Do I seem happy?

South side, huh? Fucking knew it. College bitch.

Mickey [to Lip]

I'm just as fucking south side as you are.

Lip [to Mickey]

Could you call me Dad?

Wade [to Frank]