Axl: Kenny. We got some customers.
Hutch: Whoa, whoa! Kenny, wait. Where are you going? This is the post-hangover, pre-drunk rush. They need to line their stomachs with more cheese for another night of partying.
Kenny: While people are frequently enigmatic, with food, I've found a language with which I can express myself. But you've taken that and made it all about money. I'm profoundly sad.
Hutch: Damn, Kenny. You don't talk much, but when you do, you make a man think.
Kenny: I quit.

Frankie: [v.o.] So, Sue and Lexie may not have gotten the flood room, but their hearts were overflowing with the feeling of knowing they had done the right thing.
Sue: [gasps]
Lexie: What? [Sue points to Amber playing volleyball] Maybe she only gets it sometimes?
Sue: Lexie, it's not called intermittent fatigue syndrome.

Axl: Oh, my God. We totally pulled it off! And you were a genius. I thought we were screwed till you threw ice, marshmallows, and mouthwash into a blender and called it [chuckling] the Blue Glacier Blast.
Hutch: Aw, it was nothing. Anyway, how about you? Using that big jar of marmalade that was already in the fridge when we bought the RV?
Axl: I don't know. I was just in the zone. I skimmed the mold off the top, put a scoop of it on a plate with just a hint of peanut-can dust, and bam... deconstructed PB&J.
Hutch: Hey. Well, we got to restock and get back out there. If we could do this much during lunch, while people are sober, imagine what we can do outside O'Brien's for Dollar Beer Night. [a fire starts to burn in the winnebago's kitchen]
Axl: Hey, we may be out of cheese, but we got plenty of bread.
Hutch: I tell you what... I'm not gonna be one of those stereotypes who gets rich and buys their mom a house. Now, I will buy a house, but if she's gonna stay there, she's gonna have to pay rent.
Axl: Hells yeah! If you let them, parents will just mooch and mooch.

Frankie: Well, it happened. I'm officially Old Lady Graber.
Mike: It was only a matter of time.
Frankie: If you're looking for me, I'll be peering out the window with my compression socks rolled down around my ankles. Keep it down in here!

Frankie: [v.o.] Yep, there's nothing like the first warm day of the year, when the days get longer and the skirts get shorter... the day East Indy calls "Halter Top Day."
Hutch: Hey, aren't you missing a class?
Axl: Nope... missing a test. [both laugh] Ooh! Man. Something smells good.
Hutch: Oh, that's Kenny. They're making grilled cheese sandwiches. It's one of those rare times you smell something good coming out the 'bago.
Axl: Huh. Ooh! [Kenny serves Axl and Hutch through the window] Mmm! Oh, my God! Is this good 'cause it's good or am I just in a good mood 'cause it's Halter Top Day?
Hutch: Shh. I just want this moment to be between me and my sandwich.
Axl: Mmm. Mmm.
Student: Hey, uh, how much for a grilled cheese?
Hutch: What? Oh. No, we're not really...
Axl: $3.95... $4.00 with a napkin.
Student: Oh. Cool.
Hutch: Kenny, order up!

Frankie: Welcome! Wow. This house has been empty for so long. We were wondering when we'd get new neighbors.
Diedre: Oh, well, here we are. Me, my husband, and our three kids. And one on the way. [Frankie gasps] But I'm a twin, so who knows? Fingers crossed.
Frankie: Which way? [both laugh] [chuckles] Anyway, well, welcome to the neighborhood. If you need anything, I am right across the fence, so just shout. Actually, you don't even need to shout. I could hear your normal speaking voice... 'cause I'm right there... over the fence. [chuckles] Okay. Bye!

Sue: So, are you guys graduating?
Heather: Nope.
Sue: Oh! Did you get a nice house?
Heather: Nope. No, we drew number 562 in the lottery, so now you get to kick us out and we get to get stuck with whatever sucky room is left after everybody else on the whole campus gets to pick.
Sue: Sorry.
Heather: I don't care about me. Whatever. But she has chronic fatigue syndrome. Some days, she can't even get out of bed.
Amber: Amber. Hi. Nice to meet you.
Heather: That's why this room was so perfect. It's close to everything, and she gets to have her own bathroom.
Amber: Excuse me. I have to go brush the other half of my teeth.

Sue: We can't take it from you. In fact, we should switch numbers so nobody else gets it, either. You can have our number, and we'll take your... 562.
Heather: Wait. Are you serious? Are you two really doing this?
Lexie: [whining] The lights are on dimmers.
Sue: Just don't look. We could never be happy here knowing we'd taken it from someone who needs it more.
Heather: Oh, my God. Like, no one does that. Thank you! And seriously, if you guys ever need to store anything in our walk-in closet...
Sue: [weak chuckle]

Axl: Oh-ho! I am so getting this drone. And it's a total business expense, too. We can use it to drop off grilled cheeses.
Hutch: So is this jet ski, 'cause we can deliver to boats.
Axl: Mm!
Hutch: Also, I think I'm gonna get pec implants. I got great legs, but I'm out of proportion. I can use a little more... right here.

Frankie: [v.o.] Okay, so there might have been a few setbacks, but I wasn't gonna be run out of my own lanai by a few kids. I was the adult here, and I did what any adult would do... I snuck out at 5:00 in the morning.