April 17, 2011 | 0 Comments
Linden: You don’t seem like the type that shares your toys.
Linden: You don’t seem like the type that shares your toys.
Linden: Tell her that. Tell her you didn’t kill her.
Holder: Relax Mom, it’s NarcScent. Smells like weed, tastes like weed, it’s not weed.
Mitch Larsen: Did she suffer?
Linden: Let go of the idea that you have some B.S. detector. Holder: How do you I don’t have one of those? Linden: Cause you dress like…
Jamie Wright: Everybody’s playing both sides no Darren. It’s the name of the game.
Jack Linden: Hello, Facebook. Kid’s don’t write letters.
Linden: In situations like this, I like to ask myself: what would Jesus do? Holder: Don’t know. I’ll ask him.