Sydney: Wait. You made a suit for Jonathan? He's a cat.
Angela: He's a hairless stray. He needs the suit for warmth. You know, that thing all of your husbands eventually stop feeling for you.
Sydney: I did not come here to be insulted. I came here for dad. Dad, I need $500.
Angela: How can you need money? You have four divorce settlements.
Sydney: Yeah, sorry I'm not some sad, lonely exorcist.
Angela: Archivist. I'm an archivist.
Dustin: Ugh. This arguing. I might as well have just stayed in court.
Phil: [under his breath] Please be a lawyer. Please be a lawyer.
Norman: How'd it go?
Dustin: I got probation plus time served. Suck it!
Angela: Well, maybe now you'll stop siphoning electricity off the grid with a meat hook.
Dustin: Hey, look at me for a second. When you die alone in your bed, Jonathan's going to eat you.