Becca Moody: I'm not going to live with my dad because it's fun. I'm going because I have to. I don't know if you've noticed, but your dad is about to marry my mom.
Mia Lewis: Yeah, so?
Becca Moody: So it's really happening. He can't pretend anymore that it's not. And whatever miraculous thing he thought was going to happen with the writing. You know that thing he wrote back home in New York was going to be the redemption of his soul. Obviously, that's not happening either.
Mia Lewis: No, I guess not.
Becca Moody: So it's official. Rock bottom. The death of hope. Can't leave him alone now. The man's got nothing.
Hank Moody: You are a very young sociopath in training.
Mia Lewis: Oh, come on. That's like Satan calling one of his junior minions a big meanie.
Hank Moody: If I do anything about this shit, there's no telling of what she's going to do. There's no stopping her from telling Karen... or Bill... or Becca.
Charlie Runkle: Fuck, the police!
Hank Moody: Fuck the police.
Hank Moody: Where's Ilsa, the She Wolf of the SS?
Temp: Excuse me?
Hank Moody: Dani. Where's Dani?
Temp: Oh, she's in a meeting with, uh, Mr. Runkle. And you are?
Hank Moody: Going in there.
Temp: I'm sorry, sir, I can't...
Hank Moody: Wi-wi-will you look at the time? The big hand says 'fuck' and the little hand says 'off'.
Hank Moody: Sorry I'm late. I just, uh...
Charlie Runkle: Just what?
Hank Moody: Nah, that's all I got.
Becca Moody: I want to live with dad. I'll still visit and stuff. I just, I want most of the time with dad.
Hank Moody: That... is the first I've heard of this, Karen. Karen?
[Karen walks away]
Hank Moody: Karen. Karen! Uh, Becca, have you, um... have you thought this through? I mean, have you- have you...
[Becca walks away]
Hank Moody: Becca. Shit, Becca! Becca... Bill?
[Bill groans and walks away]
Hank Moody: Bill...
Mia Lewis: And then there were two. You know, I'm going to need some help getting out of this dress.
Hank Moody: And then there was one.