Glenn: It must be my fault. It's like they say, the fish rots from the head.
Dina: What are you talking about?
Glenn: It's the expression. Fish rots from the head.
Dina: I've never heard of that. Why would it rot from the head first? It would all rot simultaneously.
Glenn: The point is, if things are toxic here, it's my job to fix it.
Dina: If anything, the guts would rot first, they're full of feces. Where are you getting this head thing? I mean, whoever told you that was not an ichthyologist.
Glenn: I don't care how a fish rots.
Dina: Well, I don't care for you spreading lies about fish.
Glenn: How is that a lie?

Cheyenne: For each day of the week, each route has three variations one primary and two alternates based on shifts and road closures. Now, if you're that week's ride captain, it's your responsibility to delegate and sub-delegate-
Janet: I'm sorry, I don't want to carpool.
Cheyenne: Well, why wouldn't you-
Janet: My drive is my only "me time". And I don't want to clean my car.

Dina: I don't understand how this is helping.
Glenn: I don't even know anymore.
Carol: Oh, wait, wait, wait. Who is this? I'm Sandra, and I'm a dirty slut who goes around stealing other people's boyfriends.
Sandra: Oh, yeah? Well, who is this? I'm Carol, I'm a jealous psycho stalker who can't take the fact that Jerry chose Sandra over me. And now they're moving in together, and they're gonna be so happy. And I'll be alone. Which is sad. Because maybe I was happy with Jerry. But Sandra didn't care about my feelings. She just took what she wanted. Which people have always done to her. Maybe I only seem crazy because I'm lonely. Just a person who had love, and now it's gone.
Glenn: Wow, Sandra. That was- good breakthrough.
Dina: Yeah, but that didn't solve anything.
Glenn: It's not about solving. It's about communication and empathy.