Murphy: Sure is dark in here.
Tyrell:
Murphy: Not that I’m scared or anything, of course.
Tyrell:
Tyrell: Do you want me to hold your hand-
Murphy: Oh thank god, I thought I was gonna have to ask you.

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Murphy: Sure is dark in here.
Tyrell:
Murphy: Not that I’m scared or anything, of course.
Tyrell:
Tyrell: Do you want me to hold your hand-
Murphy: Oh thank god, I thought I was gonna have to ask you.
Tyrell: I hate opening the fridge only to find that Murphy is the only snack in this house.
Murphy: *trips over air*
Mikhail: Tyrell did what?
Carlos: The doctors wouldn't let him see Murphy since he was still resting from his injury. They told him unless he was injured he was not allowed to stay... So he punched himself in the face and told them he was injured.
Mikhail: Well... You have to admire his dedication.
Tyrell: You know where I want to kiss you?
Murphy: Cheek?
Tyrell: No.
Murphy: Neck?
Tyrell: No.
Murphy: Lips?
Tyrell: No.
Murphy: Then where?
Tyrell: In church, in front of our friends and families, when we both say ‘I do’.
Murphy, under his breath: ohmygod
Carlos: How was the honeymoon?
Tyrell: Murphy got drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire while screaming “Good luck trying to return me without the receipt”.
TyPhy aesthetic/moodboard/whatever you call it
Carlos: Relax. Just act mature.
Murphy: Mature. Got it.
[Later, on a date]
Tyrell: So what do you do for fun?
Murphy in a deep, serious voice: Taxes.
Murphy: Why do you need so much luggage?
Tyrell: For our honeymoon of course.
Murphy: For our what?!