Mom: "Hey, Adrian Pasdar. Seems like we slept together, or killed a person."
Dad: "Hey, Adrian Pasdar. Seems like we slept together, or killed a person."
Adrian: "Based on the face I'm making, seems like you're both right."
Mercers: "Where is your son Thayer? With all that mysterious connection to our daughter and stuff?"
Adrian: "Who gives a shit. I hope he freezes to death. That'll show him."
Mercers: "Laurel, you lazy idiot. Get upstairs and see what's taking Sutton so long. Bring her some coffee and bake her some fucking scones while you're at it."
Emma: "Thanks, valet."
Char: "He's so poor. I need people to look down on."
Adrian & Sutton's Dad: "Let's take a picture together! This father-daughter thing isn't creepy enough yet. You! Boy! With all that face on the front of your head!"
(Ethan obligingly takes their picture.)
Sutton's Dad: (Does something appropriately but lazily buffoonish.)
Char: "Broad humor appeals to my unsophisticated, fatuous sensibilities!"
Laurel: "I feel an insufferable affection for my father."
Char: "I just wish I had like one parent! I am moments from killing myself! Cute shoes!"
Ethan: "Miss Mercer?"
(Emma trots back as the group heads in.)
Ethan: "Have you talked to Sutton in the last five seconds since I last asked you?"
Emma: "It would be awesome if she showed up right now."
Ethan: "You're pretty cool or whatever. Just as you are."
Emma: "WE ARE FLIRTING."
Emma: "You guys, I don't feel like dancing. Would the world really end if I begged off?"
Laurel or Somebody: "Yeah, for some reason that's not allowed to happen."
Nisha: "Just say your knee is fucked up like you always do."
Emma: "Hey, is your dad a famous football player?"
Nisha: "Yeah, the fact that you know that is really out of character."
Emma: "I have an interest in you because we're actually friends. Frenemies."
Nisha: "That's so awes... Aha! Gotcha. I'm out of here. But yeah, we're kind of friends. Hate you! Bye!"
Adrian: "So how is Sutton? Still creeping around doing secret stuff and Lying Games?"
Dad: "She's been really awesome lately, actually."
Adrian: "I guess everybody keeps a few secrets."
Dad: "We just have that one. Where we either slept together or killed somebody or stole a baby or whatever."
Adrian: "Where's the little woman?"
Dad: "If I know my wife, she is staring at some shit like it killed her parents."