Jim Powell: When was the last time we did something together as a family?
Daphne Powell: Last month. You forced us to play charades, and then you pulled out your back miming some scene from "Iron Man."
Jim Powell: That was an old sports injury I re-aggravated.
Katie Andrews: Thanks to your increased metabolic rate, your life is like a never-ending spin class. So despite the need for massive caloric intake, you're gonna be a size zero for the rest of your life. I hate you.
JJ Powell: What's going on? Oh. Talking about your new, cool powers. Well, keep me updated on the costume design.
Daphne Powell: Mom, we're gonna die and I haven't even done it yet!
Jim Powell: [as their plane goes down] Listen, listen! We're gonna be all right, I promise. Have I ever lied to you before?
Jim Powell: About anything this important?
Daphne Powell: Yeah!
Lindsay: Daphne, you're back.
Daphne Powell: Yeah, just in time, too, apparently.
Lindsay: Yeah, I'm really glad that you survived the accident. Those memorial assemblies are super depressing.
Daphne Powell: I know. I remember the one we had for your virginity. What was it, like, two years ago.
George St. Cloud: I can't believe I'm gonna kill you.
Jim Powell: You're not gonna kill me, George. You're just gonna shoot me.
George St. Cloud: I'm a D.A., and according to the law, kinda the same thing.
Jim Powell: I told you. I did this yesterday. I just have to see if I can do it again.
George St. Cloud: What if you can't? Where does that leave us? You dead and me showering with a bunch of guys I suddenly wish I hadn't put away.