Austin: How does Felix usually get out of these messes?
Jarrod: They don't. He just makes a bigger mess that cancels the first one.
Em: Could you do a small favor for me?
Austin: I would kill for you, but go on.
Felix: Do I look like I give a fuck about you?
Jarrod: You're holding my hand and gazing into my eyes?
Austin: I've lost my sister, Emily. Have you seen her?
Old woman: What does she look like?
Austin, in tears: Adorable.
Felix: gets stabbed Someone call a docter!
Felix: pulling out his fucking Desert Eagle but not for me!
Felix: People who sleep with their phone on silent or DND really don't give a fuck about anybody.
Jarrod, with Austin nodding along: Look, if you decide to have a problem after midnight, that's between you and God.
Em:
Em: How do you set your phone to Dungeons and Dragons?
Felix: Must you always attack me with words?
Jarrod: You want me to use rocks?
Mel: Awww I remember playing doctor as a child!
Austin: Me too.
flashback
Child!Austin, holding a stethoscope to a Baby!Em's chest: The cancer has spread. Get your affairs in order.
Jarrod: When I said, “Bring me back something from the beach,” I meant, like, a seashell.
Felix, struggling to hold a seagull: Well you didn’t fucking say that!
Jarrod: Can you do me a favor?
Felix: I would literally cover up a murder you committed, plant my DNA at the crime scene and take the blame for you
Jarrod: Cool. Can you do the dishes?
Felix: No
~the gang dressed up for Halloween and trick-or-treating~
Em: We are black cats, but we aren't bad luck and we definitely aren't evil
Felix: I'm a little bit evil
Jarrod: OK, he's evil. But most of us are cool. I promise
Austin: Meow
Mel: Where did I put my keys?
Claire: They're over there on the makeup table.
Mel:…That's a desk.
Felix: I need you.
Jarrod: For?
Felix: Ever.
Austin: I drink to forget, but I always remember.
Mel: You’re drinking orange juice.
Felix: I've got no records, no passport, no id, no birth certificate. No birth name, no gender! the only thing i’m legally classified as is “a problem”
Austin: Listen, we need your help.
Felix: Great, who are we killing? I don’t do kids. That’s a rule. But that rule is negotiable if the kid is a dick.
Felix: When crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, it's "intelligent" and "really cool" but when I do it I'm "petty" and "need to move on"
Austin: Hostage or not, sometimes it's nice to be held.