Brian: This time be like Brian.
Rebecca: You mean high?
Brian: What's that? You got something to say?
Rebecca: No...
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Brian: This time be like Brian.
Rebecca: You mean high?
Brian: What's that? You got something to say?
Rebecca: No...
Two things I wanna make clear to everybody in this room: Never betray me, and it’s time to go.
Sands or Morra, honestly
Well then, get your shit together. Get it all together. And put it in a backpack. All your shit. So it’s together. And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, you know - take it to the shit store and sell it, or put it in a shit museum. I don’t care what you do, you just gotta get it together. Get your shit together.
Boyle to Brian, probably
Brian: Rebecca, can you help me with my training?
Rebecca: Maybe Boyle can train you. I'm helping Naz with cases.
Boyle: I'm busy.
Brian: Doing what?
Boyle: Anything else.
I’ll tell you how I feel about school. It’s a waste of time. Bunch of people runnin’ around bumpin’ into each other, got a guy up front says, ‘2 + 2,’ and the people in the back say, ‘4.’
Brian Finch
You appear to be dying. I will make efforts to prevent this, but can promise nothing.
Brian to Sands
Brian: Rebecca, if we're gonna survive tonight, you're gonna need to harness your repressed rage.
Rebecca: I DON'T HAVE ANY!
Brian: Spoken like a person with repressed rage.
Brian: So, I’m going to grab a healthy breakfast.
Rebecca: Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?
Brian: Breakfast burrito, but yeah.
Rebecca: I pity your dentist.
Brian: Joke’s on you. I don’t have a dentist.
Brian: Boyle.
Boyle: Brian.
Rebecca: Naz.
Naz: Rebecca.
James: James.
Brian: Okay, you just said your own name.
James: It was the only one left!
Brian: He's reading it! He's reading it!
Ike: *reading from a letter* Uh, do you like me? Yes, definitely, absolutely?
Brian: I rigged it!
Oh, let me introduce myself. I’m the problem.
Brian
Boyle: Are you really qualified to give romantic advice? You’re not exactly the king of mature relationships.
Brian: Fair enough, though I would argue that I am like a beautiful angel of love who has trouble finding love for himself. Admit that you would see that movie!
Boyle: ...I would.
Brian: Thank you for your honesty
Brian: The thing that freaks me out about having a kid is, you could get one and it could be shit. It could be a douche, and then you have to spend the next eighteen years pretending to love it.
Rebecca: Kind of like how your parents were really excited about having a kid, you know, and then they ended up with you?
Boyle: We need to just learn to hate each other in silence.
Brian: You mean...like girls do?
Brian: Eyes closed, head first, can't lose.
Naz: I don't think that's the expression.
Brian: Can you just let me have this?
I can never really trust when someone that good-looking is into me. When it’s somebody mediocre looking, I can appreciate why their standards are so low, but when they’re that pretty I’m just like, uh, what are you hiding?
Ike, talking about Brian
Brian: It's so beautiful out here.
Ike: Yeah it's just me, you, and the moon.
Moon: HEY. YOU TWO SHOULD KISS.