Rye at Brentwood

Matt: I don't condone any of this. 

You're drunk on exhaustion.

Margot: What's the appeal of this regatta?

Paper Towel Dispenser

Pat: What the hell are you doing?
Fred: I'm from prop lab.

Pizza

Becky: I don't even know where we're going.
Rich: Yes you do. I explained it to you.
Becky: I didn't listen.

Smart City

Becky: What's up with your map?
Jen: It's for school. We have to design a "smart city."
Becky: You know it's got a chicken attacking it? That is a chicken isn't it?
Jen: Well, I started with Trogdor and went south pretty quickly.
Becky: [Shakes Head].

New Engineer

Jen: Can we clone Hannah?
John: I get the first two copies.

Hans Gruber

Becky: What if he doesn't fit in? What if he's.... normal?

Ewins

Becky: I'm reviewing, man.  Even the smartest of us get foggy.

You don't mix paisley with stripes.

Becky: Isn't he all important now and wearing ties that don't match his shirt?
Jen: Pat? Or Brett?
Becky: BRETT!!  Pat would never do that!  He's always stylish.

Seven Minutes

Briana: I do enjoy peeing. 

Emotional Overrule

Cori: Are you not ticklish?

Maren: I am. But I am so mad!!!

Racing delays

Haley: I feel like I'm at summer camp!!!

Early morning

Jeny: You need to work on your stealthiness. 

Andrea: What did she just say? Something about a stealth penis?

Regatta Day

Haley: When your dinner is guacamole, you're doing something right.

Saturday Night In

Haley: Is it too much to ask for TV to be good, America?????

Retirement

Tom: I'll lose all knowledge by October. 

Rob: It will take that long?

Wrist bands

Jeny: This is when we become blood sisters. 

Haley: I've been waiting for this moment all my life.