Homeless Man: Can you help me out, little man? Just something. Anything. I'm no chooser here.
Joshua Cairn: I'll give you five dollars if you let me throw a rock at you.
Joshua Cairn: [to his father] Nobody will ever love you.
Brad Cairn: I think you're sick, Josh.
Joshua Cairn: I don't feel sick.
Joshua Cairn: Not at all.
Joshua Cairn: Are you okay, mommy?
Abby Cairn: Yeah, yeah. I just...
Abby Cairn: Mommy's just being silly. You know, hormones.
Joshua Cairn: What -mones?
Soccer Dad: You're playing like a bunch of little girls!
Brad Cairn: [signalling him to chill out]
Soccer Dad: You're playing like a little girl!
Brad Cairn: Good, good hustle. Good hustle!
Joe Cairn: [visiting to see the baby] How many rats in this building? I'm guessing a hundred.
Joshua Cairn: You know, you don't have to love me. That's not a rule of something.
Brad Cairn: But I I*do* love you. You're my boy. I'll always love you, no matter what.
Joshua Cairn: You know, someone died in this apartment.
Brad Cairn: Oh, yeah?
Abby Cairn: Really?
Brad Cairn: I'm pretty sure that's not true.
Joshua Cairn: If you think about it, someone has died on pretty much every inch of this planet. You know, dig down anywhere, and you'll find bones.
Brad Cairn: [taking the baby] What is that, is that the, is that the baby or the dog?
Abby Cairn: Or me? Take a deep breath, Brad. That's our life you're smelling.
Abby Cairn: [wiping blood from her leg] I used to have a pair of red boots. They were so sexy.
Chester Jenkins: Don't you know? Never beat up your kid in public on the weekend.
Joshua Cairn: [sung] I only ever really wanted to be with you.