Mick: Nothing good comes from dredging up the past.
Megan: So what? You're just going to walk out?
Mick: I think we should before we both say something that we... [a bell rings]
Megan: The dessert's ready. Rhubarb pie.
Mick: That's my favorite.
Megan: I know.
Mick: Maybe I'll stay for just one piece.

Megan: We don't really need to have that talk tonight if you don't want to.
Mick: That's a trap, isn't it?
Megan: Maybe a little bit of a test.

Mick: Yes, long-distance relationships. They always work.
Megan: We'll be fine.
Mick: Yes, we will.

You see, the thing about prison is it's a mixture of terror and boredom. And, um, this is like someone looking from the outside in.

Luke

Abby: You might just turn out to be a darn good crabber.
Evan: That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.

Evan: Who ever thought would you please pass me the turkey neck would be said on our second date?
Abby: Makes you wildly anticipate our third date.

Last one to the dock is a jazz lover.

Abby

Connor: I don't want you turning down this job, this amazing job because of me.
Megan: I appreciate that, I really do, but I've made up my mind.

Connor: How am I ever going to forgive you?
Margaret: Wait. Why?
Connor: That kiss. You almost killed me.

Any day above ground is a good day. That's what my father used to say.

Mick

May I say again, that is a beautiful dress, but you would look just as beautiful without it. Whoops, nope, not what I meant to say. I think you know what I mean.

Evan

Bree: Hm. She called Jay.
Jess: Really? I was team Evan all the way.