Kate Bishop: Bailey. Bailey, come on. Coit Tower.
Bailey Salinger: Without question, the most pointless landmark in the San Francisco skyline. Coit Tower was completed in nineteen forty four.
Kate Bishop: Nineteen thirty four.
Bailey Salinger: ...At the bequest of Coit S. Interruptus.
P.K. Strickler: Would it be cool if I uh... crashed on your sofa?
Charlie Salinger: Uh... I'll get some blankets.
Julia Salinger: You'll have to be quiet, though. My sister sleeps in the dining room in a tent.
P.K. Strickler: Your sister sleeps in a tent?
Julia Salinger: [chuckles] Kind of a weird family.
P.K. Strickler: Well... You have no idea.
Claudia Salinger: It's not polite to smoke in the house, you know. Other people breathe that stuff in.
P.K. Strickler: [puts his cigarette out] Happy?
Claudia Salinger: Have you ever done drugs? Hard drugs? Anything intravenous?
P.K. Strickler: Yeah, and I killed a guy once for a cigarette.
Joe Mangus: Are you gonna walk out on me now? Oh, excuse me. I forgot who I was talking to.
Charlie Salinger: Hey, you know what? I am sick of you telling me what's wrong with me. And I'm fed up with being reminded every day, that I'm not half the man my father was. Especially when it turns out that he wasn't everything he was cracked up to be. I'm not the one who screwed up your business. Blame that on the management whiz. The guy who never lost his cool, saw everything coming. My father did this to you.