David: Um, what did you decide on?
Moira: Well, at this very moment it's 1974, and this room is a San Franciscan bank.
David: You're going with the Patty Hearst story?
Moira: Yes, I am. And what's wrong with that?
David: Well, didn't it have an ensemble cast of 30?
Moira: Uh huh, and what was your father's review? 29 dead weights! [laughs] So I trimmed the fat.
David: You didn't even play Patty, though.
Moira: You know I did! The night Patricia Lupone ate that pre-show shwarma, and I was asked to step in. I've always wanted to reprise the role!
David: I just recall that that show was very heavy on the footwork and at one point you yelled, "Line!" in the middle of a dance break.
Moira: Okay, some of these townspeople are going to experience my triad of threats for the first time, David.
Nothing less than spectacular can do for them!

David: I just remember you practising every day for seven months with that dance instructor that I ended up dating. Are you sure you remember it all?
Moira: Skip Fosse once told me that when it comes to choreo, always leave some room for spontaneity.

David: Okay. Good luck.
Moira: No, you say, "break a leg."
David: Okay, that, too.
Moira: Say "break a leg!"
David: [o.s.] Break a leg!

Alexis: Okay, so, profit margins.
Patrick: Mmm-hmm?
Alexis: Um, how do you get more of those?
Patrick: Well, you'd start by telling the group of teens that hang out outside your store every afternoon to leave because they're scaring off actual customers.
David: Okay, they're not scaring off customers, there was one that looked meth-y. And I don't know where he went.
Patrick: See, your brother doesn't wanna tell them off. Which is, and you can write this down, a financial liability.

David: The fact that we have youths minding their own business in front of our store builds, and you can write this down, street cred.
Alexis: Okay, are they actually buying anything?
David: Yes. They're coming in, and they're buying gum.
Patrick: And what else are they doing, David?
David: They're coming in, they're looking around, and they're buying gum. And maybe complimenting my outfits.
Patrick: There it is!
David: No, there what is? I'm sorry that you connect with a more mature clientele, whereas I vibe with a much younger crowd.

Teen: Nice sweater, bro!
David: Um God, I- This is so old, and I can't even remember where I got it. Do you guys remember- Sorry, where I got this sweater?
Patrick: What just happened to you?
Alexis: Huh? Like, breathe it out.

Roland: Hey there, Johnny. Just so you know, I'm obviously a beer guy, but I've never been known to turn down a fresh bouquet of flowers.
Johnny: Roland, what are you talking about?
Roland: Well, you are gonna be thanking me pretty soon for saving your bacon, so I just thought I'd give you some gift ideas.

David: [to the teen] Thanks, bro. Come back again soon, guys.
Patrick: [to David] Great sale, bro. Four teens, one pack of gum, which you gift wrapped. Hey, why don't we just close the store up, and celebrate for the rest of the day?
David: I'll have you know that it was one pack of gum, and one lip balm.

David: Yeah, I mean, maybe that's what you and your burnout friends did at the Miss Sixty store, but that's not what's happening here.
Alexis: Okay. Why don't you go check, then?
Patrick: I can't tell if there's product missing, or if we just haven't replenished. I feel like if someone were robbing our store we would know about it, right?
David: Uh yeah, we would know.
Patrick: Though this would explain the compliments.

Roland: And I think you're really going to like him. He's very smart, he's devilishly handsome, and he stands about yay tall. Maybe a little bit more like that.
Johnny: Okay, I see where this is going.
Roland: Or do you?
Johnny: Roland, what are we doing here?
Roland: Johnny, it's me! I'm the guy!
Johnny: I know you're the guy, I got that as soon as I said "Where's the guy?"
Roland: Oh my god, you should see the look on your face!
Johnny: Impatience, that's the look!