Erica: Who says I don't take care of my people, huh? Geoff, for you, it's PayDay!
Geoff: What are you talking about?
Erica: It's like a chocolate bar but without any chocolate.
Geoff: Oh, good. Now I can wish for chocolate and more years with my dad.
Erica: There you go. And Linda, you scored a Skor bar. Different spelling. I'm the best.
Linda: Please, just let me sit here with my thoughts.
Erica: De-nied!

Barry: It's important we know exactly what Lou has been through so I can tailor my support strategy to his unique path to recovery.
Geoff: Barry's right. We should know. I- If you want to step out or something, it's okay.
Erica: I'm here. I can't tell you how many times I've looked at Lou and wondered what goes on in there.
Dr. Mittleman: Okay. First, I made an eight-inch incision through the chest. [Erica gags]
Geoff: You sure you wanna stay?
Erica: I'm lovin' it.
Dr. Mittleman: Then I used a bone saw to crack open the sternum.
Erica: Ohh. For those of you keeping track, Lou is open.
Dr. Mittleman: Then I used a tool called a rib spreader.
Erica: [gags] Oh, I'm never gonna eat at Tony Roma's again.
Dr. Mittleman: So, by this point, I am wrist-deep in chest cavity...
Erica: I'm down.

Erica: Life's a rainbow of possibilities. Now let's do this thing. Starting with food! Boom! Comfort hoagie flying in!
Geoff: [chokes] Whoa! That was way more corned beef than I was ready for!
Erica: And pickle spears, slaw, and sauerkraut. I got you!
Geoff: You know what'd be nice after I choke down all this cabbage... Just a quiet moment where I don't really have to think and... What are you doing now?
Erica: Making soothing eye contact.
Geoff: But you're laser-ing through my soul! It hurts!
Erica: Good, you're raw and ready. Here comes some empathy.
Geoff: I thought we were just gonna sit on this blanket.
Erica: It's all going to be okay, Geoffrey.
Geoff: What is that voice?
Erica: It's an unwavering and understanding tone. It conveys safety.
Geoff: It conveys Darth Vader.
Erica: Damn it, I'm sorry. I just was trying to comfort you. Clearly I don't know what I'm doing, so if you need someone, just call Barry.
Geoff: I-I would. But he's with my mom. He promised her a Barry day.

Erica: Yo, idiots.
Barry: Erica? How'd you get up here?
Erica: Yeah, I defeated the impenetrable security that is a curtain with Velcro. Listen up, because the rest of this trip is going to be hell.

Beverly: But why aren't you at your summer jobs?
Erica: Mine ended. The manager at Hickory Farms questioned my work ethic. At least that's what I heard. I wasn't there.

Adult Adam: [v.o.] While my dad was surprisingly supportive, Geoff was about to get a shock of his own.
Erica: Wait till you see this!
Geoff: Whoa. Brick walls and exposed pipes? Are we visiting the Tenement Museum?
Erica: Nope. It's our new home! I found us the most rad off-campus apartment anywhere.
Geoff: How far off-campus are we?
Erica: Camden, New Jersey.
Geoff: That's a whole different state than the one our college is in.
Erica: Geoff, why aren't you more excited? We're in the emerging arts district.
Geoff: Emerging from what? There's a sign at the restaurant across the street that says "Welcome to Little Botswana."
Erica: Exactly. Emerging.

Adult Adam: [v.o.] My sister was loving her new off-campus apartment. But for Geoff, it was a little too off-campus.
Erica: Uh, what's with the dorkwear?
Geoff: It's freshman field day. I'm on the purple team. White is our mortal enemy.
Erica: You're leaving now? But I'm turning this drab nook into a twinkly wonderland.
Geoff: Yeah, I-I love how hard it'll be for me to see my textbooks.
Erica: You're not gonna help us?
Geoff: I guess I could be late to the thing I'm really excited about because of these lights that just kinda meander across the wall.
Erica: There ya go, Kris Kringle. Grab some thumb tacks and go where the wire takes ya.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] Yep, always the supportive boyfriend, Geoff once again put Erica first.
Geoff: Over here, I guess?

Adult Adam: [v.o.] While my dad dodged his wedding duties, we got hit with a long list of chores.
Barry: I can't believe Mom would actually ask us to do manual labor.
Adam: [holding rake] What even is this thing?
Erica: My God, you know nothing. It's called a yard fork.
Barry: Now it's a Kenpo thrusting lance!

Adult Adam: [v.o.] As my mom and Jane Bales joined forces, the strength of our bonds was about to be tested.
Geoff: Hey, guys. You ready?
Ren: Almost. Let me just touch up my lipstick.
Barry: Because I smooched it off.
Erica: [gags] I'll never get used to it.

Erica: Wait, you're just gonna jet off to a faraway land of fancy ham and flamenco dancing?
Geoff: Oh, I-I mean, it's totally not gonna happen. It was just a lark. A lark that totally panned out in the most amazing way, but it's not happening.
Erica: Geoff, look at me. You have to go.
Geoff: Wait. You really want me to go?
Erica: It's Spain! Or, as they call it, España. Es-pa-ña! Huh? Are we starting a chant or what?
Geoff: I don't think so.
Erica: Madrid, Barcelona, Ibiza.
Barry: You know your places. Nice.
Geoff: I'm gonna start the car.
Erica: But you can't drive to Spain! It's across a whole ocean!