Johnny: No, our relationship is fine. It's just a privacy issue-
Roland: Johnny, Johnny, come on, come on, come on, come on. Take the cabin, okay? And feel free to use the restraints. We keep 'em under the bed, so...
Johnny: Thank you. Thank you.
Jocelyn: Pick a safe word.

Johnny: Oh, look! Roland and Jocelyn.
Moira: Who are the other two?
Johnny: Well, that's Bob. He's on the town council.
Moira: And his partner? Roland has gay friends? Again, shocked and delighted.
Johnny: I think that's his wife.
Moira: No, they're both called husband. Look at the them smiling away. What have they got to be so happy about?
Johnny: Well, they have no money issues. That's why they're so happy.
Moira: Yeah, they just don't know any better.

Bob: Oh good, you're done. We, uh, we didn't wanna interrupt.
Johnny: What're doing here?
Bob: Oh, just finishing off the latest Harold Zable novel. You ever read him?
Johnny: How long have you been here?
Bob: Quite a while. Yeah, you seemed to have a little trouble there, getting going. And, uh, well, we, uh, we didn't think you needed the extra pressure on you, so...

Alexis: Okay, so then, hey, why don't we do something else, like a drinking game.
David: No! Absolutely not!
Alexis: Every time the vein in my brother's eye twitches, we take a drink.
David: Why would you bring up my eye in front of all these people?

David: Shame on you for attempting that position at 8 o'clock in the morning.
Moira: John?
Johnny: You know what? Do you know how difficult it is for us to share a wall with you two?
David: I do now.
Johnny: Yes, well, if you don't mind, we are now going back into our room and don't even think about opening that door!
Moira: Are you serious?
Johnny: Next time.

Johnny: Roland, I just need the door fixed.
Roland: Mm-hmm?
Johnny: Okay? My family can't keep living like this. My wife and I, we have no privacy.
Roland: Okay, all right. I get what this is about. You and the wife wanna bump the old uglies, huh? [chuckles]
Johnny: I have no idea what that means.
Roland: Having a little problem down there below there, Johnny boy, huh?
Johnny: No, there's no problem, Roland, I just need the locks fixed!
Roland: It's okay, I get it. I get it, captain. You've been a out to sea for a while you wanna bring the boat into port and maybe get your mast scrubbed. What're you guys down to now? Like twice a day?
Johnny: Okay, this is a conversation you and I will never have, all right? I just need the door fixed.

Jocelyn: Hey, Johnny.
Johnny: Jocelyn?
Jocelyn: How are you?
Johnny: Uh, good. Good.
Roland: Sex life's in the crapper. I just offered him the cabin.
Johnny: That is so not true.
Jocelyn: I knew something was wrong.
Johnny: N- Nothing is wrong.
Jocelyn: You should take the cabin. I wouldn't wanna see your relationship get any worse.

Johnny: Well hellooooo.
Moira: Oh, my car broke down and it's raining, and I wondered if I might spend the night.
Johnny: Well, first let's get you out of those dry clothes and we'll see where the night takes us.

Stevie: Ooh, what about Eric?
David: Hmm?
Stevie: He finished high school.
David: I don't love his look.
Stevie: Oh, looks are important? Oh, why don't we throw a pageant?
David: Trust me, if I had time, we would, but we don't, so...

Gwen: Oh, hi! You're good.
Moira: And you are?
Bob: I'm Bob, this is my wife Gwen, and, uh, this is our cabin.
Moira: Oh, no, no, no. This is Roland and Jocelyn's cabin.
Gwen: No, they're a mile up the road.
Bob: Big tree, a fence. You can't miss it.