March 2, 2015 | 0 Comments
Carl: You owe me. You my slave now. When I text you, you run. Chuckie: Okay, Uncle Carl.
Carl: You owe me. You my slave now. When I text you, you run. Chuckie: Okay, Uncle Carl.
Carl: Watch out sixth grade. Third time’s a charm.
Carl: You should quit while you’re ahead. Debbie: He’ll out-Frank ya every time.
Fiona: No, I have to tell you something. Gus: What’s wrong? Fiona: I slept with my ex. Gus: You slept with…Since we’ve been married?…
Lip: You did okay, Mickey. You know, you tried. That’s a lot more than most people would do.
Lip: Hey. You Gus? Gus: Yeah. Lip: Hey, I’m Lip. Brother. Don’t fuck this up cuz she’s really great, alright?
Jimmy/Steve: Do you love him? Fiona: You don’t get to ask me that. Jimmy/Steve: I love you. Fiona: Fuck you.
Mickey: Alright shithead, this is like the two hundredth time I’m calling and you not picking up. I’m starting to get fucking homicidal….
Lip: What the fuck is he doing here? Fiona: I have no idea. Jimmy/Steve: Hey Lip, how you been? Lip: I thought you were married? Fiona: I…
Lip [to Amanda]: Hey, I need to borrow your car. Ian just stole a baby.