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Tracey: Robbie is late. Again.

Lou: How did this happen? I called him at 8 o’clock this morning and pretended it was 11.

Michael: I printed up that fake schedule for him saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon.

Lilette: I set his clock to say PM when it’s really AM.

Tracey: Oh, boy. We may have overdone it.

[Robbie bursts through the door]

Robbie: WHAT THE HELL TIME IS IT?!

Lexi: *busts into the room* coDE RED CODE RED MRS. WOLFE HAS TEA

Jeremy: *drops glass* But... Mrs. Wolfe only gets tea when she's sick or *severely* upset... And she hasn't been sick in weeks...

Lexi: thaT'S FUCKING WHY I SAID CODE RED

Lou: Look, we didn’t get along when we first started. Tracey, how long did it take before you trusted me?

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Lou: …Tracey? You do trust me, don’t you?

Tracey: That’s not the point, Lou.

Mrs. Wolfe: [enters storage room as she hears a loud crash]

Mrs. Wolfe: What’s going on in here? Michael, what happened to your forehead?

Michael: I tried to reach a prop on the top shelf and it fell in my face.

Maashous: And I suggested using a chair, so he picked one up and threw it at me.

Mr. Mazzu: ...So, that's my plan.

Mrs. Wolfe: Are you alright with constructive criticism?

Mr. Mazzu: Go ahead, I want to hear it.

Mrs. Wolfe: It fucking sucks.

Mr. Mazzu:

Mr. Mazzu: That's not constructive criticism.

Harmony, on tinder: Well, we'll just have to change their answers so they match.

Jolene: No kidding. Mrs. Wolfe is looking for a six foot guy.

Harmony: Well, that's a deal-breaker. Kranepool's only got two feet.

Robbie, about Mr. Mazzu: Permission to shoot him?

Mrs. Wolfe: Permission denied. Reluctantly.

Mrs. Wolfe: You called Maashous and not me?

Mr. Mazzu: Well, when you have a crazy theory, you don't call the voice of reason.

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