Dewey: Yeah, like Pastor Roy said. How God's so much bigger and wiser than us, and trying to see what he's thinking would be like an ant trying to see what I'm thinking.
Helen: Yes, exactly. But we can trust in His wisdom and we can have faith that He is watching over us.
Dewey: Like me with the anthill in my backyard. I spent days watching the ants, trying to figure out which ones were good and which ones were bad. But they all just looked like ants, so I started smiting all of them.
Helen: Well, that's not-
Dewey: I was smiting them with the garden hose, and with lighter fluid and with the lawn mower, and to be perfectly honest, I think I went a little crazy with the shovel. Those ants could have been praying to me all day, I wouldn't have heard them. There was nothing they could do about it.
Helen: But I don't think-
Dewey: Really, it's the same with us. There's nothing we can do about anything, either. So why worry about it? Hey, this is making me feel better.
Helen: Well, that's good, but-
Dewey: I guess all we can do is live our lives with as much kindness and decency as possible and try not to dwell on God standing over us with that giant shovel. Bye.

Lois: It's baby Moses in the bullrushes. And I started to think about that story, where the mother has to take her little one and send him down the river forever to be raised by someone else. And I wanted to be that mom. Hal... I don't like this baby.
Hal: Are you serious?
Lois: I know it's terrible. I don't deserve to be a mother. I'm supposed to be feeling all this perfect motherly love, and it's not there. It is just not there.
Hal: I can't believe you're saying this.
Lois: I know it's horrible.
Hal: You really don't remember, do you?
Lois: Remember what?
Hal: Honey, you've hated all our babies. You couldn't stand the sight of any of them for at least two months.
Lois: What?
Hal: Well, Reese, six months, but he was a nipple-biter, so I didn't blame you. You told me to leave Francis at the county fair so he could be raised by cows.
Lois: Oh, my God.
Hal: It's just that you're so tired and, I mean, this all seems so overwhelming, but believe me, in a few weeks you are going to love this baby as much as anyone has ever loved a baby.

Lois: Hal, what are we going to do? My maternity leave is over, I go back to work tomorrow, and we still haven't found day care for Jamie.
Hal: Well, honey, maybe you'll have to just stay out a little longer. I know money is tight, but we can always stretch our pennies a little more. [Hal waters down already clear apple juice]
Lois: This is insane. There is no juice left in there. You are watering down water.
Hal: All right, we're desperate!