Goons: "Heard you were looking for a party..."
Linden: "My intuitive powers are telling me we are fucked. I hope you get this message telling you to get the hell out of that casino."
Child: "I'm pretty normal."
Terry: "I'm feeling snappy anyway! Prepare your pumpkins for carving!"
Child: "Did a million people come by today to bother you? Were they cops? Because Terry got visited by cops last episode, at our school."
Stan: "I'd like to know more. Boys, go upstairs."
Stan: "What's up?"
Terry: "My boyfriend Michael, that kicked me out. They were asking about him."
Stan: "Which connects to Rosie how?"
Terry: "Um, he's Jasper's father?"
Stan, scary: "No seriously, what's the connection?"
Terry, crying: "We happened to meet through Beau Soleil."
Stan: "So wait, you're a..."
Terry: "Yeah, I kind of thought you would get blue-collar menacing about it."
Stan: "Well, here I go. Consider yourself thrown out of this house. Pack up your crystal goblets and leave."
Terry: "I'm not saying she was a prostitute, I'm just saying that she has the internet. And that I am a prostitute."
Things get swiftly dangerous; Terry leaves immediately.
Linden's harassing Coworker about the burial grounds-slash-butterfly convention center where her day got so scary, so she doesn't see the cop-looking guys outside her motel room chatting up her son until she is quite close. She goes, of course, apeshit.
Guys: "Officers Miller and Flynn at your services. Your Child Protective Services."
Linden: "Well, ain't this a bitch. Like getting the bejesus scared out of me on the reservation wasn't bad enough, I got ghost stories and Holder's missing and now this? This obvious thing that should be happening ten times every episode?"
CPS: "Can we come in your house and rummage through all your shit please, ma'am? And do you seriously live here?"
Linden: "Today, yeah. Why are you here, though?"
CPS: "The entire state of Washington and everybody who has ever seen this show gave us a call today, ma'am. Alleging neglect."
Linden: "Sure, I'm just going to shut this door in your face..."
CPS: "Ma'am, that is not going to help at all."
Linden: "Worth a shot."