February 24, 2013 | 0 Comments
Fiona: I wasn’t sure I’d see you again. Jimmy: Yeah I wasn’t either.
Fiona: I wasn’t sure I’d see you again. Jimmy: Yeah I wasn’t either.
Fiona [to Debbie]: Nobody fucks with the Gallaghers.
Fiona: This isn’t a DUI Frank. You buried a body and you stole from the federal government, you will never get out of prison.
Kev: We could always adopt. V: I don’t want someone else’s kid. I want a little punk with your pretty eyes and your crooked smile.
V [to Jimmy]: You were designer jeans and coconut hair product. You’re like gay fly paper.
Kev [to Lip]: Girls take that hero stuff straight to the bank.
Frank: Show those syphilis ridden turbo sluts a thing or too.
Carl: Dad, what’s this? Frank: That’s a pacifier for your anus.
Jimmy: The whole my dad is gay for your brother thing has thrown me for a loop.
Lip: When you feel a full chub poking you in the back, the meaning’s pretty clear!