An emotion: [Pokes its head through the mountain of suppression Anthony buried it under]
Austin, beating it with a stick: Back! Back!
Grace: When did you get your driver's license?
Knife, starting the car: I didn't!
Knife: Is toothpaste bone soap?
Grace: Existence is a prison and being bound to you is maximum security.
Knife: Hey Grace!
Grace:
Knife: Hello?
Grace:
Knife: Your bones are wet.
Grace: Why the hell would you say that?!
Knife: You were ignoring me!
Knife: [throws up a peace sign] Here for a good time, not a long time!
Katie: I would say same but I'm nearly in my fifties now and my past is riddled with regret and unresolved trauma.
Knife:
Katie: So I guess you could say I'm here for a long time not a good time.
Knife, storming into the house:
Tess: Why are you only wearing one shoe?
Knife: The giant mud puddle down the road demanded a sacrifice.
Knife: Thank you for not saying “I told you so”
Tess: When you’re as right as I am, you don’t have to say it.
Jarrod: So, you've got a cult now.
Felix: Wha - it's not a cult! It's an organization that promotes love and - yeah okay it's a cult.
Grace (after watching several Criminal Minds episodes): So it was you who made the floor slippery, wasn't it?
Mop: Silence
Austin: [Sees Jarrod and Felix together]
Austin, running on 5 minutes of sleep: They’re cute. I would put them on a boat.
Melissa: You mean you… ship them?
Knife: You've got to learn to love yourself.
Grace: Don't you hate yourself?
Knife: This isn't about me Grace, stay focused.
Tess, sighing: Grace, if your friends were to jump off a cliff, would you?
Grace: I’d be the first off that fucking cliff.
Grace: I think Knife heard me crying 'cause he just cracked my door open and slid a piece of cake onto the floor into my room.
Tess: He must really care about you to share food.
Knife, hiding Grace behind his back: Before I tell you who this is, Tess, how much do you love me?
Tess: Well, look at the stars and count them. That's how much I love you.
Knife: I- But it's morning-
Tess: Exactly.
Chief, trying to flirt: So, what do you guys have planned for Valentine's Day?
Katie: Murder.
Chief: T-That's the spirit!
Tess: While I’m gone, Knife, you’re in charge.
Knife: Yes!
Tess, whispering to Grace: You’re secretly in charge.
Grace: Obviously.