Finn: "Do you realize that my father could easily have you killed? And it would look like an accident? And nobody would even know except me? And I don't care?"
Dana: "I'm just giving you a heads up that I will probably do it. And when I do, I will do it in the most inconvenient possible way. Just trust me, okay?"
Finn: "Fine, we can tell our parents. I'd rather not have your blurting habit hanging over my head all season."
Dana: "In this episode?"
Finn: "Yeah, maybe."
Dana: "Oh that wasn't really a question. More like a gentle warning. A notification."
Jessica: "Tell me about your career path, it is all that consoles me."
Nick: "Well, my new competition for Vice President is a woman. So that sucks."
Jessica: "I don't like women, really."
Nick: "Did you have Mike Faber over again last episode, like you do in every episode?"
Jessica: "How did you know?"
Nick: "That little boy who lives in our house told me."
Jessica: "Yeah, he came over. Yeah, he told me yet more fucked up things about you. By the by, did you by any chance kill Tom Walker?"
Nick: "I sure did, actually! Thanks for asking. I shot him clean through the forehead."
Jessica, verbatim: "What the fuck, Brody?"
Nick, verbatim: "I know. I know. But look, Tom lost his way. He just... he just went through too many things, and he couldn't get right again..."
Nick stares into space and thinks about how literally everything on this show is a metaphor for how fucked up he is. Quite a burden when you think about it.
White Guys: "[White guy stuff.]"
Groundskeeper Basil: (Grumbles a fair bit, but God knows this place would fall apart without him. He's getting on in years. We may just sell the place when he's gone, it's like the heart of it would just drop out. Let some other family take over this horse party farm. Some other Basil can keep the grounds, for them.)
Rex Henning: "I own this horse farm and I am a super rich, super white guy. My name is Rex Henning. That is not a joke, it is the reality."
Cynthia: "Jessica, how nice to see you. I love indoctrinating you with my mean-girl shit."
Walden: "Brody, how nice to see you. Same."
Nick: "Before anybody asks, no this giant hole through my hand was not put there by the Cutest Boy In The Whole CIA stabbing me with a giant knife for no real reason."
White Guys: "I can't wait to drink some lemonade! And then later, hunt the homeless for sport."
Nick: "I have to make a quick call, first. To somebody you don't need to know who."