Cheyenne: Hey, Dina, Brett wants to go home because of his sciatica? Is that a real thing, or is it like when Isaac needed Friday off for an appointment with his Mandalorian?

Jonah: Oh, hey, there's Carol, everybody.
Marcus: Hey, Carol, can you talk to your lawyer? Jonah screwed up royally, and now she's going after Glenn.
Carol: Oh, no, I hate to hear that. But gotta let the lawyers do their job, right? [inhales] Now, what should I name my boat? I'm leaning toward "Wet Ride," but I'm open to other ideas.

Cheyenne: In tenth grade, I was caught between Bo and this guy Darius that he used to freestyle rap with.
Dina: What did you do?
Cheyenne: I told Bo how I felt, and then he took a poo in the backseat of Darius's mom's station wagon.
Dina: Cheyenne, I had such high hopes, and have truly no idea what to take from that story.
Cheyenne: I'm just saying that you should tell Garrett how you feel because maybe he feels the same way. And if he's not willing to take a crap in the backseat of Brian's car, then.... pfft, there's no decision to make.

Sandra: You're looking at a boot? You're not a boot guy.
Mateo: I know. Everyone knows that. But I'm just seeing what's out there, because... someone's getting their ankle monitor off today!
Sandra: Oh, my God, Mateo, that's huge!
Mateo: I know, right? Girl, it has sucked! Feeling like a criminal every time I tied my shoes...
Sandra: Ooh! Why not get yourself some capri pants, too, so you can show off your ankle?
Mateo: I'd rather go back to jail.

Cheyenne: How much is Cloud 9 gonna have to pay Carol?
Marcus: Oh, I heard about a guy who got his butt sliced off when a shelf fell. Voop! 10 million.
Glenn: What?
Dina: No, no...
Cheyenne: Dang, that's a nice payday.
Garrett: I'm sorry, a guy got his butt sliced off, and we didn't hear about it in the news?

Mateo: Wait, so Carol could get $10 million?
Sandra: [laughs] Okay. That makes sense. T- The world makes sense.
Cheyenne: She'll be able to do that thing where you buy a car and you just drive it once. Like, when you get to where you're going, you just toss the keys to whoever and leave.
Mateo: No, she's the kinda person who'd blow it all on exotic animals, then die broke in the bathroom of a Red Robin.
Glenn: Carol, you can probably just go start your shift now.
Carol: No, I'm good. Is this what today's gonna be like, everyone talking about me? God, I'm gonna hate this! [smiles]

Hannah: Excuse me. Can you help me find Carol Maloon? I'm her attorney, Hannah Connelly?
Sandra: Well, hear this. Carol's gonna do everything she can to pin this on me, but if she wants to make this ugly, I will drag it all the way to hell!
Mateo: I think she's in floral. On your left, just ahead towards the register.

Garrett: Hey, Dina, did ya see? Lazer Maze finally reopened.
Dina: Yeah! Took 'em long enough. What, one black light falls on a kid, and you have to close for a year?
Garrett: Well, COVID...
Dina: Oh, right.

Garrett: And there's that Mediterranean place next door. We could fuel up first. I mean, if that's... cool.
Dina: Why wouldn't it be? Because of my views on the Greeks?
Garrett: What? No. I'm just trying to be good about the boundaries that you and Brian set up.
Dina: Oh, no, it's not like a date. As long as whatever we're doing ends in sex, it's like the laser tag is just extended foreplay.
Garrett: Right. Foreplay surrounded by teenagers and cardboard aliens. I been turned on by worse.
Dina: Me, too.

Jonah: Okay, state your name for the record.
Glenn: Glenn Sturgis. Why are you writing that down? That's the right answer.
Jonah: No, no, this is what lawyers do. They might take notes, but you can't let that distract you.
Glenn: Oh, mind games! Oh, okay, well, sure, yeah... game on. Check and mate. Oh.
Jonah: Sure. Uh, also, they might let a quiet moment hang after you've answered a question. Silences are uncomfortable, and so people will try to fill them and then end up saying more.
Glenn: Oh, okay. Got it. No problem. [sighs] [awkward silence] Ha. What is this? Are you doing it now? [Jonah is silent] Are you mad at me? Did you find out that I accidentally hit your car in the parking lot? Because it was just a scratch! You think you're so perfect, you know? Well, I used to have a body like that once. So, you know... Sso check out your future, you fart face!
Jonah: Okay. So, some things to work on.