Time to go Gallagher.Fiona
Kassidi: Do you love?
[Handcuffs Carl to the bed.]
Kassidi: Whoa! What the hell?
Lawyer: They are prepared to settle, but they want Sparkles back.
Fiona: My dog?!
We have a moral duty to rip this asshole off.Frank
Well, I spoke to the Latham's attorney. Guy is a real piece of work. I think your roofer found his name on the back of a bus bench.Lawyer
Carl: This is where my first job was. Shooter. Get down.
Kassidi: Oh, my god. This is epic.
Drop the lawsuit. I'll let you out.Fiona
Frank: I'm retiring.
Clerk: Mr. Gallagher, it says here you only worked six weeks in your entire life.
Frank: Hi. I'm retiring. I'd like to start receiving my social security benefits.
Clerk: I'm sorry, Mr. Wessels, it says here you're already collecting your benefit.
Frank: What? How can that be? Are you suggesting someone has stolen my identity, committing fraud?
Kassidy: Marry me before you leave, dumbass.
Carl: Okay, fine.
Kassidy: Do you have a fake I.D.?
Lady: This is the lady who's been helping us.
Fiona: What's been going on?
Lady: They're paying us to crash here.
Lip: What are you doing, Frank?
Frank: Planning my retirement to bask in the spoils of a life well lived.
Lip: You mean leech of your kids and drink booze out of a backpack?