Johnny: Just the "little farmer's breakfast" for me, Twyla. I've got the tasting for the wedding this afternoon. Don't wanna spoil my appetite.
Twyla: Oh! You're not using the café for catering?
Moira: Yes, John. Why wouldn't you have Twyla cater David's big day?
Twyla: Well, the food for the wedding is my gift to David, so it's really his decision.
David: [chuckles] It's just the more you keep mentioning that it's a gift, the less and less it feels like a gift.
Johnny: You know, I-I was just thinking that, you know, how can Twyla enjoy herself at the wedding if she's-if she's working?
Twyla: I'm invited to the wedding?
David: Sure looks like it. [both laugh]

David: Hi. Oh, still eating the tenderloin?
Johnny: Well, they were just gonna throw it out, David.
David: Oh. Um, I noticed that there was some awkwardness earlier at the tasting, and I just got the sense that you were uncomfortable about something.
Johnny: Oh? I don't know why you would think that.
David: Penelope asked if you wanted to crack the top of the creme brulée and you asked, "If we break it, do we buy it?"
Johnny: Well, I think that was a perfectly legitimate question considering I wasn't even hungry after the beef.

Stevie: Mr. Rose, It's not gonna always be like this.
Johnny: You know, we had a sizable nest egg set aside for David's wedding. He was talking about Bali for a while. We were gonna charter some jets. Fly everybody. I'm gonna get some air, Stevie.

Johnny: Well, we would need a proper investor to pull this off. You know, for the first time, I think I can actually call in some favours with this idea. I mean, we'd need a really strong pitch. And boy, I-I don't even know if anyone from the old life would even take a meeting but...
Stevie: A wise man once wrote: "You miss 100% of the tapes you don't play".
Johnny: I did write that.

Johnny: Would you look at this family? Alexis, pursuing a career in PR. David, expanding his business. Moira, I have no doubt Broadway will be calling, or maybe a pledge drive on PBS.
Moira: [chuckles] Oh, you are sweet.
Johnny: I say we do something as a family tonight. Maybe cook a little something?
Alexis: No. I don't think that's a good idea.
David: Absolutely not.
Johnny: I mean, look around, family. This won't be our home for too much longer. [silence] So let's celebrate. Picture. Let's raise those glasses. David? You don't have to look quite so morose. You're with your family. [camera clicks] Ah, now that's a framer. [laughs, phone sounds]
Alexis: You just deleted it.
Johnny: What's that?

Moira: Is it just me, John, or does the air not have a particularly lovely redolence today.
Johnny: Oh.
Moira: Do I detect a scintilla of lavender?
Johnny: Isn't it funny how the air suddenly smells sweeter now that you know we're leaving. Still doesn't feel real.

Johnny: You want the smooth under eyes of a 16-year-old, get a job.

Moira: Are you sure you don't want to call a tradesman or someone, John?
Johnny: Moira, I don't need a tradesman. I can handle a screwdriver, okay? This is working out just fine. And that is in. Look at this. Instant lock.
Moira: Yes, let me tell you, Eddie. You look awfully good in that blue collar.
Johnny: [goofy voice] Well, thank you very much, Mrs. Rose. I don't often get compliments when I'm fixing doors.
Moira: Oh, Edward, I'm afraid I must tell you, I shan't be able to pay you today.
Johnny: Well, that's okay, Mrs. Rose. Maybe there's um some other way you can pay me, if you get my drift.
[Alexis opens the door, ripping the lock off]
Alexis: Did you take my mask? Thank you.
Johnny: [goofy voice] Well, maybe I'll use a bigger screw, Mrs. Rose. Don't you go anywheres.
Moira: I'll be right here, Eddie.

Johnny: Well, except I've got a few things I have to take care of, so I need you two to go in, and take-
Alexis: No, I did Saint-Tropez, so...
David: And I did her birthday, and Aspen twice.
Johnny: And I'm trying to sell this town. So, if you kids want any chance of getting out of here, you'll help me out, and go in and look after your mother.
Alexis: Well, my horoscope said that I shouldn't assume responsibility for anybody but myself today.
Johnny: Yeah, and my horoscope says, why don't you go in and help your mother. And don't let her out of your sight, okay? We don't want her detonating in public!
Alexis: I know! Though it is kind of fun to watch, though.
Johnny: Not when you're the one she's trying to back over with a car.

David: Okay, well, I think it's about time that you two go to bed. Excuse me.
Johnny: David, I just want you to know that I support this. Not the fact that you're sleeping with a girl, which is great. But you know, I'd be just as happy if you were to bring home one of your guy friends.
David: What are you talking about?
Stevie: Excuse me while I just go draw a warm bath, and plug in my hair dryer.
Johnny: No, no, Stevie. You're a lovely girl, lovely girl. Bit of an edge, but you know, it's growing on me. David, I just want you to know that I endorse all your sexual encounters.