Barry: I searched through all our old tapes and cut together all of Beverly Goldberg's awesome moments as a mom. I call it a momtage.
Erica: I don't understand.
Barry: See, I took the word mom and mushed it into the word montage, which is Spanish for the word honesty.

Adam: I'll go build this robot right now to show you anything's possible.
Murray: You're gonna go build a time-traveling robot in your room just to spite me?
Adam: Yes, and he will walk, and talk, and be the father that you can only hope to be.
Murray: At this point, I'm very open to a metal man coming down here and taking some of this off my plate.

Barry: I've spent the past decade planning to be a basketball legend and rap star. Now I'm just going to be some lowly rap mogul? That can't be the life you want for me.

Erica: Hey, what are the rules?
Adam: Don't come in your room. Don't touch your crap. And don't come in your room to touch your crap.
Erica: And right now you're breaking all of them. Get out.

Beverly: Barry, wait.
Barry: Mom, I'm going to school because I have to actually learn stuff now, because I'm not getting drafted by the Sixers next month.

Murray: I like that you've got a big imagination and you like all that crazy time travel stuff.
Adam: You do?
Murray: Yeah. It's what makes you, you. And I wouldn't want to change that. Maybe a little. You're a weird kid.

Beverly: See, you're so much more than basketball, honey. You are amazingly talented at so many amazing things.
Barry: I am good at basically everything.

Barry: So, does this mean you forgive me for ruining your tapes?
Beverly: Of course. Look, I know it's crazy how much I love them, but they just remind me of a time when you still needed me.
Barry: Mom, look at all the stuff you do for me. Everything I am is because of you. I'll always need you.

Erica: This is the worst thing I've ever seen, and I see my Dad in his underpants every day.

Barry: But we're only half-way through watching my jam-pilation, "The Extrava-jam-za".