It’s gonna be okay. Remember, Bob Newby, superhero.[to Joyce]
It is important to me that you feel safe. That you and your family feel safe. I want you to feel like this can still be your home.
Instead of dating somebody because you think’s gonna make you cooler, why not date somebody you actually enjoy being around?[to Steve]
I may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but turns out I’m actually a pretty damn good babysitter.[to Nancy]
First of all, it’s a wrist rocket.
Donald. I’ve been here ten years, right? Have I ever called in sick or missed a shift once? I’ve worked Christmas Eve and Thanksgiving. I don’t know where my boy is. He’s gone. I don’t know if I’m gonna ever see him again, if he’s hurt… I need this phone and two weeks’ advance. And a pack of Camels.
They’re not little kids anymore. They’re teenagers. If you order them around like a cop, then they’re gonna rebel. It’s just what they do.[to Jim]
People are always saying you can’t. That you shouldn’t. That you’re not smart enough, not good enough. This world, it beats you up again and again until eventually… Most people, they just stop trying. But you’re not like that. You’re a fighter. You always have been.[to Nancy]
Just because it wasn’t your plan doesn’t mean it was a bad plan.[to Jim]
It’s Fabergé Organics. Use the shampoo and the conditioner, and when your hair’s damp – it’s not wet, okay? When it’s damp, do four puffs of the Farrah Fawcett spray.[to Dustin, about his hair]
I mean, nobody’s scientifically perfect, but Suzie’s about as close to being perfect as any human could possibly be.
I make my own rules.[Mike Wheeler: That’s totally against the rules]
