Johnny: Kids, food's here.
Alexis: Mm-mmm.
David: Wait. One pizza? What is this, Les Mis?
Moira: Yes, it's a dignified family symposium, David. Not some all-one-can-consume smorgasbord.
Johnny: Don't be an animal, son.

Patrick: David, what is going on?
David: You're wearing a blindfold. I'm not just gonna tell you what's going on. [clears throat] Okay. You can take it off now.
Patrick: Hey, you do know that I've already seen this house, right?
David: I do.
Patrick: So then why are we here?
David: Because I put an offer in. And they accepted.
Patrick: What? What about New York? I thought that's where you wanted to be?
David: I thought so, too. But it's not where you wanna be. And I don't wanna be anywhere you don't wanna be.
Patrick: David, I promise I will make you so happy here.
David: You fucking better.

Moira: I thought they might have at least called to say they were moving on. [sighs]
Johnny: Big things are coming your way, sweetheart. Don't you worry.
Moira: Okay. I don't. Worry is but undernourished enthusiasm.

David: Did you put on deodorant today?
Stevie: Excuse me?
David: I know, it might be the farm.
Stevie: It's the farm.
David: Okay. I smelled something.
Stevie: It's not me!
David: All right!
Stevie: We're leaving!
David: Relax.

Patrick: Wait. So when you say you put an offer in...
David: Yes.
Patrick: What exactly did you do?
David: Um, I don't really know. You might wanna call them. Call the people.
Patrick: Yeah, no. I'm definitely gonna look at that offer.
David: Mm-hmm.
Patrick: You know, at this point who even needs a wedding, am I right?
David: Oh, I do. I need a wedding. Big time.

Johnny: Kids! Breakfast is served.
Alexis: I already ate. Oh.
David: I don't see any breakfast.
Johnny: Mimosas! We're celebrating! Ruth sent over a bottle of champagne.
David: So there's no food then?

Johnny: Roland, you bought a new truck?
Roland: Well, Johnny, if you wanna be an executive, you gotta drive like an executive.
Johnny: It might be a bit premature spending all this money.
Roland: Well, what's the point of having a regular paycheck if you can't have a little fun with it, right?

Stevie: Hello.
David: Something's different. Your... hair.
Stevie: Is in a ponytail because I didn't wash it.
David: Oh. Okay. It just sort of looks like since you got the deal you've decided to dress more professionally.

David: What says, "Patrick, you're gonna love New York" more? A gift card to Joe's Pizza or tickets to "Wicked"?
Stevie: You're taking Patrick on a trip to New York?
David: Uh, no. We're moving there with all of you! What? Do you think we're gonna stay here all by ourselves?
Stevie: I'm not moving to New York, David.
David: What?
Stevie: We decided that Roland and I would stay here. And I'm gonna travel around and set up all the new motels. I mean, I realized I didn't need to live in a big city. I guess... I just needed to know that I could.

Stevie: So I take it you didn't like the house?
David: What house?
Stevie: What?
David: What house?
Stevie: Patrick may have been looking at a house for the two of you. He didn't say anything about that?
David: Uh, no. Like-like to buy?
Stevie: He said that you guys had driven by it a bunch of times.
David: That house is for sale?
Stevie: No. I don't know. I... Can we stop talking about this? I feel like I'm doing something wrong.