Ted: Uh, so Tennessee, Mutt tells us that you guys are heading up the coast? - Yes! - Yeah, we're meeting some friends.
Tennessee: We're going on a pinecone harvest.
Ted: Pinecone harvest?
Tennessee: We're picking pinecones. I got this old compass at a flea market; we're just gonna drive until we see the pine trees.
Alexis: Hmm, that sounds like it is gonna be super fun and intense. Mutt, you didn't tell me about...
Mutt: Yeah, the pinecones. So, we know roughly where we're going. I'm pretty sure the compass is broken, though.
Tennessee: Well, I think that it's better to just freefall into it.
Mutt: Yeah, but like I said, it wouldn't hurt to bring a map.

Alexis: Yeah, that was weird. I will not be watering those plants.

Johnny: [slurring] Hey, Moira. Stay away from the Cafe, the olives are bad.
Jocelyn: I found Johnny at the Cafe, he'd had a lot of olives, so I thought I would take him home before he had any more "olives."
Johnny: Hello, dear.
Moira: John, what have you- Oh, John, you smell like my mother!

David: [o.s.] Has he thrown up yet?
Moira: Oh, go to bed!
Alexis: [o.s] It's six o'clock!
Johnny: Goodnight!

Alexis: So, on a scale of one to a Sao Paolo hangover, how are we feeling right now?
David: I wouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning.
Moira: Children, have some respect for your father's condition.
Johnny: I'm feeling fine, Moira.
David: You don't look fine.
Johnny: I'm fine!

Moira: Just a fruit cup for me, please.
Twyla: Anything else?
David: Um, yeah, I would love to order something else, but I'm just having trouble seeing the menu.
Alexis: Yeah, so, um, if we could somehow make it brighter in here?
Johnny: Okay, you know what, kids? Stop it.

Moira: Have you no empathy?! Stop persecuting your father, we all know he's in a bad way.
Johnny: No bad way, Moira, I'm actually feeling pretty good.
David: Well I, for one think we should celebrate your resilience! A toast!
Alexis: [louder] A toast! [loud clink]
Johnny: All right, you know what, I'm sitting at another table.