Jill: You know, I was just thinking how weird it is that you two have never met. Because you have so much in common.
Dave: Really?
Jill: Yeah.
Dave: Like what? [Karen looks to Jill]
Jill: Well, you coach Mark's soccer team. And one time after a game, Mark threw up in Karen's car.
Dave: How about that?
Karen: Small world.

Tim: Hey, Dave, you big dipstick, about time, buddy.
Dave: Well, somebody stopped by the shop who's actually paying me to work on their engine, Tim.
Tim: That hurt me deeply, Dave. Grab a beer and let's get greasy. [grunts]

Jill: Uh, Dave, Dave, we're trying to pick a movie.
Tim: Jill, Jill, please...
Jill: Can you recommend one?
Dave: Yeah, I just rented, It Happened One Night.
Jill: Well, you see what I'm talking about? That movie is one of her favorite movies.
Karen: What are the odds?
Dave: Go figure.
Tim: Karen, do you know how to drive a car?
Karen: Yes, Tim.
Tim: Oh, I can't believe it. So does Dave! It's kismet!

Jill: Hey, Al. How's it going in there?
Al: Oh, well, right now, Tim and Hank are explaining to Bob just what it feels like to be pregnant.
Wanda: Oh, yeah, right. The day one of those he-men goes to the john and shoots a nine-pound ham out his butt, then he can talk.

Jill: Leslie, are you all right?
Leslie: I don't know if it's the onions or the hormones.
All: Hormones.
Leslie: They say postpartum depression is even worse.
Jill: Well, you know, postpartum can be tough. After you've had that little baby inside of you for nine months... it can be hard to let go.
Al: Yes, it can. Well, not that I know what postpartum depression is. But I do know what it feels like to have someone be a part of you, and suddenly be separated from them.
Karen: I know exactly what you mean, Al. I just got out of one of those relationships.
Al: Really?
Karen: Yeah.
Wanda: Love hurts. And in Hank's case, it sweats, too.

Jill: Isn't this great? What did I tell you? Everybody could feel the chemistry between Karen and Dave. I mean, I knew it. [Tim shakes his head and gestures "heart break"] I knew that they would be perfect... for each other. But I could be wrong. I mean, what do I know about chemistry? I didn't even have a chemistry set when I was a kid. You know, and I... I'm gonna do the dishes now.

Tim: Well, you better get going before that hat gives birth.
Al: All right. See you tomorrow afternoon.
Tim: Happy trails, buckaroo.

Jill: I'm sorry you didn't get as much done today as you would have liked. But at least you got the engine in. Can you start it?
Tim: No, Jill. We could play charades and pretend I could start it. [engine noises]