- Sue Collini: What do you say the two of us knock off early, huh? Slip out this business casual, nude up in my jacooze, see what kind of sodomy laws we can break?
- Charlie Runkle: Sounds like the height of decadence, Sue, but I should probably get through this slush pile, who knows, I might even find something good.
- Sue Collini: Who know, you might find something better in my punani.
- Charlie Runkle: Yeah, Warren Beatty's lost Rolex, maybe.
- Sue Collini: [laughs] Oh, you are a dirty dog. I like your style, Runkle.
- Hank Moody: Hey, where you goin', short stuff?
- Becca Moody: Out.
- Hank Moody: Out, you say. Out where?
- Becca Moody: Just out.
- Hank Moody: "Just Out"? I'm not familiar with that area.
- Becca Moody: [last scene, Becca's getting ready to head out the door but her father asks where she's going] The promenade. I'm meeting Chelsea.
- Hank Moody: Oh, not so fast. How you gonna get there?
- Becca Moody: I don't know. I'll walk or take the bus.
- Hank Moody: Did you even think to ask?
- Becca Moody: I didn't think you'd care.
- Hank Moody: Well, sorry, honey. Looks like I do.
- Becca Moody: Okay. Good to know. So can I go?
- Hank Moody: No. Why don't you stay in with me tonight? You know, we'll - we'll catch a movie. Pop some corn. The promenade will always be there. Unfortunately.
- Becca Moody: Yeah, sounds like a good time. But I think I'd rather go out.
- Hank Moody: Well, I - I think I'd rather have you stay home. How about that?
- Becca Moody: Got it. Loud and clear. So can I go?
- Hank Moody: Asked and answered, Becca.
- Becca Moody: Why?
- Hank Moody: Because I said so.
- Becca Moody: Because you said so?
- Hank Moody: Because I said so.
- Becca Moody: Jesus.
- [gets on her phone to text]
- Hank Moody: Who are you texting?
- Becca Moody: Chelsea. To tell her you're being a total dick right now.
- Hank Moody: What is going on with you? When did you become such a little snot?
- [Becca chuckles]
- Hank Moody: That is not funny, Becca.
- Becca Moody: It's funny to me.
- [Hank suddenly grabs the phone from Becca's hands, she tries to go for it but he turns around and hurls it across the room in a fit of rage, damaging it]
- Becca Moody: I FUCKING HATE YOU!
- [runs to her room and slams the door]
- Hank Moody: YEAH AND I FUCKING HATE YOU, TOO, YOU LITTLE SHIT!