March 31, 2014 | 0 Comments
Lip: Wanna torture your parents? Bring them to my house for dinner tonight. Here’s the address. We’re having leftover lasagna I stole…
Lip: Wanna torture your parents? Bring them to my house for dinner tonight. Here’s the address. We’re having leftover lasagna I stole…
Ian: I don’t have an interest in being a mistress anymore.
Sheila [to Frank]: You have to wake up, you’ve got some husbandly duties to attend.
Carl: Frank survived his liver transplanti n case you were wondering. Ian: Nope, wasn’t.
Debbie [to Frank]: I just wanna say that I love you and that I forgive you for everything…unless you live, then I’m still pissed off.
Fiona: I don’t wanna be another Frank or Monica. I’m not fishing for a pep talk, I just…I don’t know who I am anymore, because clearly…
Mickey [to Kev]: Are you robbing me with my own fucking gun?
Debbie: That’s not like Fiona. Lip: What has she done this month that’s like Fiona?
Lip [about Fiona]: What if she’s pulling a Frank?
Debbie: All I do is look for my family. I’m getting all of you ankle monitors.