August 29, 2007 | 0 Comments
Tami Taylor: His and hers closets, baby.
Tami Taylor: His and hers closets, baby.
Julie: Moby Dick is actually the perfect metaphor for this town. The cold black sea representing the season in all its uncertainties. The…
Smash: Hey, I bet your granny can still cut an ill two-step.
Tim: How ’bout saving some of that jello for the other patients, Street? Jason: I’m guessing you know what this is about.
Jason Street: You want to call yourself my best friend, and you haven’t shown up but once since I’ve been in here. Six weeks, man. Six…
Jason Street: Answer me this, Timmy. What happened to Texas forever, huh? What happened to livin’ large, what happened to that eternal…
Jason Street: I expect… I expect you here. You were my best friend. Grace period’s over.
Julie Taylor: Dude, you need to chill out, I’m not ESPN.
Eric Taylor: I think I just told that kid to get our daughter in the backseat of a car.
Matt Saracen: Y’all want a Swizzler?