- Joan Girardi: So the fourth dimension is...
- Grace Polk: Time.
- Joan Girardi: Right. I knew that. You explained that a lot.
- Grace Polk: So do you get it now?
- Joan Girardi: No. I mean, how is that a dimension? Space I get because, well, it's space.
- Grace Polk: Dude, the test is tomorrow.
- Punk Girl God: Awesome pattern, don't you think, Joan?
- Joan Girardi: God knits?
- Punk Girl God: It's a great way to center yourself when you have to pass the time alone.
- Joan Girardi: Oh. Subtle reminder that I don't have a boyfriend anymore. Cute.
- Punk Girl God: You used to love knitting, remember? When you were eight and reading those "Little House on the Prairie" books.
- Joan Girardi: Yeah. I tried to make a scarf by myself, but the yarn kept getting all knotted up and I couldn't hold the needles right, so the whole thing just unraveled.
- Punk Girl God: You can't put too much tension on the arm. That was your problem. You have to relax, get into the groove. That's the meditative part.
- Joan Girardi: I'm gonna look like a total dork knitting, no offense.
- Punk Girl God: You have important work ahead of you. It requires focus and understanding.
- Joan Girardi: What work?
- [God stands to leave as a bus arrives]
- Joan Girardi: It was a simple question.
- Punk Girl God: Finish the scarf, Joan.
- Joan Girardi: But I don't even know where it is anymore.
- Joan Girardi: When I see him, it just makes me remember how hurt I was. Am. I know it's time to move on, but all of that old stuff is still there, you know?
- Kevin Girardi: You want some brotherly advice?
- Joan Girardi: Uh, no thanks, Sir Dumped-A-Lot.
- Will Girardi: All done protecting and serving. Arcadia is on its own.
- Joan Girardi: [quietly] Watch it.
- Will Girardi: Ooh, coleslaw and... cheese grits. To what do we owe this culinary delight?
- Helen Girardi: I felt like comfort food. If you wanna order Chinese, go right ahead.
- Joan Girardi: Told you.
- Helen Girardi: The guy in art school, the man who raped me...
- Will Girardi: They found him?
- Helen Girardi: No. He found me. Through a priest. He wants to see me. He wants to apologize to me before he dies.
- Will Girardi: [taking out his cell phone] Sick bastard.
- Helen Girardi: What are you doing?
- Will Girardi: I'm calling the D.A.
- Helen Girardi: He has pancreatic cancer. He's in a hospice. He'll-he'll be dead before it'd even get to trial.
- Will Girardi: Yeah, well, he's not dead yet.
- Joan Girardi: Are you going to give me a sticker that says "inspected by God"?
- Old Lady God: Just admiring.
- Joan Girardi: Yeah, well, I really messed up this part. I dropped a stitch and purled when I should've knitted.
- Old Lady God: It's hard starting over, isn't it?
- Joan Girardi: [shrugging] Yeah, but the book says it's okay to drop a stitch every now and then.
- Old Lady God: Well, it's the imperfections that make it unique.
- Joan Girardi: Then I'm definitely unique.
- Old Lady God: The Persians make the most beautiful rugs in the world, not that I play favorites, but on each rug, no matter how intricate and exquisite, the artist makes sure there's some small defect. It's called a Persian flaw. It's... it's a recognition that perfection exists only in me, an acceptance that life can never really be lived exactly the way you expect. I love the colors. Good night.
- Punk Girl God: Finish the scarf?
- Joan Girardi: Oh, you know, it's never really finished, is it?
- Punk Girl God: Trying to take my job?
- Joan Girardi: No. But I do have a few suggestions, like give Sean Penn a sense of humor.
- Punk Girl God: I know how hard this was for you. But now you know how much more you're capable of.
- Joan Girardi: Why does that scare me?
- Punk Girl God: 'Cause you know that every day you'll face things that you can't foresee. And you know you can't avoid 'em. You just have to adapt, keep going.
- Joan Girardi: Okay, who was that guy that brought Adam out of the woods?
- Punk Girl God: Another connection.
- Joan Girardi: To me? 'Cause I don't know him.
- Punk Girl God: Connections exist long before we're aware of them. They've always existed. Always will.
- Joan Girardi: So you talk to him, too?
- [God doesn't want to say]
- Joan Girardi: Come on, don't hang me out to dry here. Does he know that I talk to you? Because this is starting to feel really weird.
- Punk Girl God: Don't worry. Just take it one stitch at a time.