Dad: "Can I talk to my daughter? Unless you're planning on puking some more, you drunk asshole."
Emily: "I'll meet you guys at the church."
Hanna: "Do you need a ride?"
Emily: "No, I'm taking some random car with haunted GPS and a meshuga talking doll in the back."

Dad: "Look, sorry you were under so much pressure last night that you reverted to classic Hanna behavior. Perhaps you could reassure me in some way."
The Seat Of Hanna's Pants: "DON'T GET MARRIED! MOMMY LOVES YOU!"
Dad: "Well, okay. Strike that idea. How about you don't embarrass me."
Hanna: "We will see!"
Dad: "Also, you know that your mom broke up with me, right? Here's the thing. Your mother is vastly more intelligent than any other adult on this show, even Ella I'm sorry to say, and she was right when she said I was just trying to get back with you guys because I was wussing out."
Hanna: "It is okay to wuss out. My therapist taught me that when I talked to a ghost."
Dad: "No, let's let your mom drive on this one. The fact is that I am way into self-sabotage."
Hanna: "I am familiar with that concept."

CONFESSIONS OF A TRUCKBABY

Then comes a thing I don't even want to talk about. It is horrible. Spencer breaks up with Toby and all his objections are valid, as far as he knows, but she can't tell him the truth -- that the brakeline was step one in a two-step plan to murder him -- so she abruptly jets out into the streets like a wild animal, and then collapses against a tree, sobbing, and it's just so awful. You gotta watch it through your fingers is how bad.

Wren: "Oh, hits a jolly 'oliday wif Mary, hits a jolly 'oliday wif... Wot's this, a blubbrin' teenager? I say, you there! Get into my lorry, there's a chap!"