February 8, 2016 | 0 Comments
Little Girl: You smell like a toilet. Frank: Beat it!
Little Girl: You smell like a toilet. Frank: Beat it!
Ian: Chuckie, if you want to stay alive, go to school.
Carol: This is bible study Kevin. We’re here to praise Jesus, not ask him for favours.
Frank: Even with welfare there’s no way you’ll pull down the dough you’ll need.
Debbie: That’s my baby. Frank: Hello, little Gallagher
Patrick: Fuck that house, and fuck your God damn dead beat family.
Patrick: Where the hell is everyone? Svetlana: Regulars stop coming because they think this is hipster bar.
Fiona: Thank you. Sean: I’m a naturally helpful person. Fiona: That must be tiring.
Receptionist: You’ll need someone to pick you up, you’ll be heavily medicated. Do you have a husband or boyfriend? Frank: She has both.
Fiona: You go anywhere near Sean, I will set you on fucking fire.