OK, sweetie, I just stood up and took a giant crap and this is what came out. She hates me.

Jo

Jo: Oh OK. So I may be a dick. But I'm your dick.
Abby: I don't know what that means.
Jo: It means I miss the hell out of you. I'm still here.

Ford: You're the one who flipped out and left because you can't handle the idea of flirting.
Max: I'm sorry that I don't want to flirt with some random guy.
Ford: I was trying to be adventurous.

Hey, I may be a mess, but I know who I am. I don't go around worrying about walk and ride or talk and ride or look and ride or any of that crap, but look at you. You played it safe, right? And your life is in the shitter!

Jo

Abby: I know this sounds like a cliche, but do you sometimes feel like you could just get into a way back machine
Jo: Constantly.

[to Charlie] You can tell your little friend Chad he's a big asshole. You want a beer?

Jo

So, does the boss make you dress like the Artful Dodger or is this a choice?

Jo