totally correct ‘the pitt’ quotes

Walsh: Why do you look like that? Garcia, lying face down on the floor: Like what? Walsh: Like you’re dead. Garcia: It’s because I’m dying. Leave me here to perish. Ellis: Garcia accidentally called Santos “babe” in front of everyone today. [Garcia sobs into the floor]

Robby: I love to dismiss my horrible decisions by saying “yeah, that was a weird time in my life” as if the rest of my existence hasn’t been absolute clown shoes.

Joy: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life. Javadi: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? Joy: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. Santos: Edible.

Santos: You’re a lying piece of shit! Javadi: Oh, yeah? You’re the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! Whitaker: I’m leaving, and I’m taking Mel with me! Samira, gathering cards: Aaaaand that’s enough Monopoly for today.

[Whitaker sneezes] Garcia: Whitaker: You’re not even going to say “bless you”? Garcia: I’m sitting here with you, you’ve clearly been blessed.

Samira: Ah, yes, my train of thought. Samira: Or, as I like to call it, the anxiety express.

Santos: This is bad. Santos: This is really really bad. Whitaker: What is it? Santos: I-I kissed Al-Hashimi. Whitaker: Whitaker: I owe Victoria so much money.

Emma: You don’t have to treat me like a kid. Dana: Okay, kid.

[In the Pittlings group chat] Javadi: The first one to reply is gat Javadi: *gay Javadi: Wait.

Mel: Santos is so… Javadi: Annoying?  Garcia: Cute?  Whitaker: Funny?  Samira: Weird?  Mel: I don’t know, maybe if you all let me FINISH for ONCE IN MY LIFE, I’d tell you!

Robby: Do you think there really is a God? Whitaker: Well, someone is out to get me.

Emma: People say to me “you’re so quiet.” Like, thanks, I’m trying my best not to adopt twenty-three cats on impulse.

Al-Hashimi: I like this whole “good guy, bad guy” thing you guys have going on. Santos: It’s not an act. It’s just that I’m mean and Whitaker isn’t.

Abbot: Dumbest scar stories, go! Dana: I burned my tongue once while drinking tea. Garcia: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned. Shen: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Santos: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn. Robby: I have emotional scars.

Santos: I think I’m falling for you. Garcia: Then get up.

Joy: My gender is anger, and my pronouns are “fuck off” and “screw you.”

Javadi: Without you, Trinity, we’re just three idiots who live together. You make us a family. Santos: Well, I’m the cool rebel sister, of course. Javadi: You’re the mom. Whitaker: The mother. Mel: Mom. Whitaker: Look, Trinity, if you come back to us, I’ll let you clean my room. Santos: Deal.