Ian: You sold the cat for a thousand dollars?
Dean: Hey, for a grand I'd take the cat outside and fuck it.
Dean: You sold our cat for cash?
Jade: A thousand dollars. Tell me you wouldn't sell the cat for a thousand dollars.
Dean: Babe, for a grand I'd take the cat out and fuck it, that's not the point. You have a bond with animals that transcends worldly goods, or some shit.
Jade: Nah, I never liked the little fucker.
Ian: How are you?
Mole: Fine. Fine. Fine.
Ian: Good. Good. Good.
Mole: You fucking mocking me, mate?
Dean: So, can I ask you something?
May: Are you going to make fun of me again?
Dean: How do you guys tell each other apart in a nightclub? No, really, like "Hi, I'm looking for Bobby, he's pale with black hair, wearing black... Have you seen him?"
Dean: I just had an internet blind date with two twelve-year-old girls. And they dumped me.