Haley: [aside to camera] How'd I get back to Arvin? I don't know. I was just looking for the parking lot when I came to a fork in the path. Had I taken the other path, I would've just gotten in my car and gone home. Instead...
[flashback:]
Arvin: You came back!
Haley: Damn it, I did!
Arvin: Why did you run off? What did I do?
Haley: Everything. And I've done nothing. I-I feel like a loser.
Arvin: You feel like a loser? Why do you think I went on about myself so appallingly? Ooh, look at me. I won the Von Snootington Award for Applied Astro-Doofinomics.
Haley: You won another award? How is this helping?
Arvin: Haley, I like you. You are formidable in a way that's that's different and exciting to me.
Haley: Yeah, well, same, but it just doesn't make sense.
Arvin: I love things that don't make sense. That's my gig. Let's figure this out together.

Phil: Um, could we could we change this song? The poppy cadence is throwing off my more bluesy lovemaking style.

Jay: Aw, geez!
Gloria: Dios mio!
Claire: Don't you ever knock?!
Jay: This is my bedroom! I can't believe this is happening again!
Phil: Again?
Gloria: Oh. I wish I had gotten arrested!
Manny: Mom, where are you? I made you a Valen- Okay, what kind of freak show goes on here when I'm not around?