“Well, it looks like you're on a mission to kill someone," Grace said. "And since you won't look good in an orange jumpsuit, I thought we could discuss.""I'd totally rock an orange jumpsuit.""No one rocks orange. Talk to me.”

“Oh my God," Maddie whispered, horrified. "I rented him that boat. Does that make me a murderer?"Tara's heart clutched. "He's not dead yet.""Hurry," Maddie called to Ford. "I can't be the one who killed Tara's ex!" I look terrible in orange!”

“Just when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, someone will hand you a shovel.”

“We weren't always here for her," Ford said quietly. "So we're a little overprotective. I won't apologize for that. But she's everything to me, and I'm not a complete idiot. I can see that you're everything to her. All I want is for her to be someone's everything.""Done," Nick said without hesitation.”

“Arf! Arf, arf, arf!"Oh, Jesus, the Antichrist's barking was going to split open his head."Quiet, Tank," Grace said. "Toby, baby, grab him and put him in the laundry room, please. Anna, good, you're back. Get a phone in case we need to call nine-one-one.""Got it," Anna said, sounding so unusually shaken that Josh did open his eyes. Look at that, Antichrist number two was worried about him. Nice change.”

“You said you'd kiss me if I lost Tank."---"You want me to kiss you?"Oh boy. "You were happy I'd lost your puppy?"He was looking like he was still thinking about smiling as he glanced down at Tank, tucked under his arm. "No. That would make me an asshole."Right...”

“Are you in love with me, the me I am right now?""Well not right now," he said, brooding. "Right now you're kinda mean."-Tara and Logan”