Moira: Caw! Caw! My teamster brethren! Yes, it's me, if you can believe it!

Roland: Well, I would rather quit than come in here every day and be humiliated! I mean, I come to work, and Johnny's out there doing all my jobs!
Stevie: Yeah, he's been buzzing around ever since Mrs. Rose left.
Roland: Yeah, exactly! I mean, come on, what's next? I come home and he's playing strip backgammon with my wife? [laughs] Come on!
Stevie: No, don't talk to me.
Roland: Yeah. I-I mean, I look in the mirror and it's Johnny's face staring back at me?
Stevie: Got it, Roland. I'll talk to him.
Roland: Okay, well, I'll go with you. Oh, look! This guy's wearing a work shirt. He's even copping my look now!

Johnny: So no one thought to tell me about the team lunch today?
Stevie: Oh, we tried. You just couldn't hear us over the sound of the lawnmower.
Roland: Yeah, lawnmower, as in mowing the lawn, which is also my job.
Johnny: Am I supposed to be reading between the lines here?
Stevie: Well, I think we were just wondering if maybe the fact that you're so invigorated to work lately is because Mrs. Rose is gone, and you're trying to fill a...
Roland: Fill a big, black empty hole in your life. Is that pretty much what you were trying to say there, Stevie?
Stevie: Maybe not quite like that, but...

Ted: I actually did one of these at summer camp.
David: Yeah, and I couldn't imagine who wouldn't want to dangle 20 feet in the air on a series of shaky logs.
Ted: It's actually closer to 30 feet, bud.
Patrick: David's never done anything like this before.
Ted: Uh oh, we've got a virgin!
David: Okay, you might wanna talk to half my birthright trip about that.

Moira: I suspect you're viewing this enterprise as a barrier rather than a gateway to the future of your career.
Blair: Yeah, you really don't have to worry about the future of my career.
Moira: Is that so? Because I did a little "Ask Jeeves-ing," and you, Sir, were recently cut loose from a high-profile blockbuster.
Blair: We had artistic differences.
Moira: You were the artist, and they were indifferent!

Alexis: Hey, David, just pretend you're in like, a super dangerous walk-and-turn sobriety test.

Patrick: So we're doing all of this so that you can prove our relationship is exciting?
David: I failed the stupid quiz, and Alexis made me feel bad about it.
Alexis: David, you're basically 40 years old, I shouldn't be able to make you feel bad about anything.
David: I love our relationship. I love it when you order me pizza. I love when you use words like inventory! I even love those stupid rubber things you put on your fingers, 'cause you think they flip the pages faster. They don't flip the pages faster. They don't flip the pages faster! I'm so sorry!
Patrick: We're gonna talk about the fact that we missed half a day of work to make this happen, But you did just do a tree walk 30 feet in the air for us.
David: Yes, I did.

Moira: [gravelly and shrill] My dear murder, soon we will walk once more walk amongst the humans. But until that day comes, we must remember, the crows don't just have eyes we also have wings! Caaaaw! Awk! Caw! Caw!

Blair: I don't know why, or really, even how, but something about this actually works.
Moira: Oh. All right then, then, um, might I ask why did we interrupt that take?
Blair: Right, so at this point Moira, I'm gonna have a bunch of digital birds sort of circling around you, so if you can just be aware of them.
Moira: Yes. Aye, Captain. Note taken.
Blair: Let's pick it up from there.
Moira: In terms of my eye-line, how many birds am I clocking? And of them, how many are mutants? Okay, winging it.

Moira: [gravelly and shrill] Listen to me aaawk! The day will come when we are no longer social outcasts! I am but a tail-feather away from finding the cure. So please quiet your caws so that we may take up our cause redemption! Redemption! Awk! Awk! Ahaaa!