Coop: Sorry for knocking on your door so persistently, but we can't find Dex, and all his matching luggage is gone. Do you have any idea where he is?
Cameron: I don- I don't know, Mitchell. Weren't you the last person to talk to him?
Leon: And we haven't got much time. If we don't have a drummer, we're gonna have to cancel the gig.
Mitchell: Well, the Lord works in mysterious ways.
Cameron: Don't even.

Coop: Well, I guess we better call the venue and cancel the gig.
Cameron: Oh, boy, well, you know. I could be your drummer.
Mitchell: Oh, God, here we go.
Coop: Really? You play?
Cameron: Swear to G-dash-D. Just play me a few bars. I can pick it up, follow along.
Coop: Oh! Mr. Cameron, thank you so much. You kind of remind me of another special someone who made a pretty big sacrifice to save us.
Cameron: Please, do not compare me to your-
Coop: Mr. Bernie Kaufman, our manager. He burnt down his shoe store to pay for our first demo.

Reece: You see that guy? I have done so much work on his mouth that he's paid for the hot tub on my boat.
Jay: Hey. Did Kopitar just wave to you?
Reece: It's the least he can do. I'm taking him out fishing this weekend in Catalina. Hey, hey, do you want to come?
Jay: Oh, my God, I'd love to go. Oh, but-
Reece: What?
Jay: Last night, before you got there, Gloria and I got in a big to-do about me not needing new friends.
Reece: Oh, and now you don't want to admit you were wrong.
Jay: [chuckling] Wow, do you get me.
Reece: Well, it's supposed to be perfect whale-watching weather, and, uh, oh, yeah, Gretzky's coming, too.
Jay: The Great One?
Reece: Not at sharing the binoculars, he isn't.
Jay: It's killing me I can't go!
Reece: Well, here's a crazy idea. Why don't you tell your wife the truth and admit you were wrong?
Jay: You don't get me like I thought you did.
Reece: Or?
Jay: Fine. I'll level with her.

Phil: I am so sorry. I don't listen. I try to solve problems with flowers. I do unflattering impressions of you for my friends. And worst of all, I let myself go. So I shaved and put on a suit.
Claire: Oh, honey.
Phil: What's that?
Claire: What? Oh. Um, uh...
Phil: Oh, my God. You packed a suitcase. You need some time away. I guess all this was too little, too late. Well, not the spray tan. That was too much, too long. I think the nozzle was broken.

Manny: What are you doing?
Joe: Nothing.
Manny: You're watching "Mystery Kidz." You said you didn't want to.
Joe: Not with you. You ask too many questions.
Manny: [scoffs] That's rude. I was only watching as a courtesy. [gasps] What just happened? [gasps] Wait, who's that?

Jay: I have to talk to you about something.
Gloria: What?
Jay: I owe you an apology. I have to go to Cleveland this weekend for my Aunt Bea's funeral. Nice old lady. Fell off a cliff.
Gloria: I'll- I'll go with you. I'll start packing right now.
Jay: No, no, no. You stay here with Joe and Manny. I'll send you a snow globe. Hey, did we have an extra pair of binoculars? I saw a weird bird outside.