Nick: If looking good was a crime, you'd be a law-abiding citizen.
Deacon: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood's supposed to be!
Cait: Ye look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.
Deacon: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.
Deacon: Danse, we tried things your way.
Deacon: I did it in my head and it didn't work.
Hancock: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.
Sole: Wow, I've gotta hear this.
Hancock: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.
Hancock: No, I'm pretty proud of this.
X6-88/Cait: What doesn't kill me better start running, because now I'm fucking pissed.
Kidnapper: I have your partner.
Sole: What? I don't have a partner...
Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?
Sole: Oh my god, you have Cait.
Sole, holding a kettle: Coffee or tea?
Nick: Tea.
Sole: Wrong. It's coffee.
Danse: Is it still visible? Where Sole slapped me?
Piper: Your face looks like a don't walk signal.
Hancock: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box.
MacCready: A palm reader could tell Sole's future by looking at your face.
Deacon: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face.
Danse: ...A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.
Sole: Bye Deacon! Bye Glory! Bye Tinker Tom! Bye Drummer Boy! Bye Deacon!
Desdemona: You said ‘bye Deacon’ twice.
Sole: I like Deacon.
Piper: Oh look who got laid last night.
Sole: That’s right chumps, missionary accomplished!
X6-88: What's this?
Sole, hugging X6-88: Affection!
X6-88: Disgusting.
X6-88: ...Do it again.
MacCready: Where's Hancock?
Sole: Don't worry, I'll find him.
Sole, shouting: Sole sucks!
Hancock, distantly: Sole is the best person ever! Fuck you!
Sole: Found him.
Deacon: Wasn't icarly that guy that girlbossed too close to the sun because he was down for Apollo?
Sole: ICARUS?
Preston: You read my diary?
Deacon: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
Sole: Why cant trees give off something important like wifi??
Codsworth: So fuck oxygen, I guess.
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