February 24, 2014 | 0 Comments
Liam: Dorm! Lip: Good and what’s in a dorm? Liam: Hipsters.
Liam: Dorm! Lip: Good and what’s in a dorm? Liam: Hipsters.
Lip [to Fiona]: Sort your shit out.
Lip: We’re that extra special Gallagher kinda fucked up.
Kev: Christ I’m tired of being poor.
Lip [about Debbie]: Me yelling at her? You think that’s the most traumatic thing that’s happened to her in the last 18 hours.
Frank: Sammi wait, it wasn’t candles and Barry White on the stereo, who cares? Something incredibly special and beautiful came out of it….
Lip: Look my mom’s a bipolar drug addict who split years ago, my dad’s a drunk, and the cops just hauled Fiona off to jail, okay? Look…
Fiona: I think I was trying to prove something, not to you but to myself. Prove that I didn’t deserve you. Or this job. Your parents,…
Kevin: Baby look we are victims of a society that squeezes the lower middle class. Screws up our businesses because of jackhammers and…
Debbie: If it wasn’t sex then what was the problem? Lip: Everything else.