Matt: What's wrong with Luce?
Mary: God hates her.
Matt: Still? You'd think after 13 years he'd move on to someone else.

We should not live for what ifs but for what is, because if we live for what ifs, we'll just be living in fear...

Mary: Don't break my heart.
Robbie: Don't break my jaw.
Mary: Don't break my heart and I won't have any reason to break your jaw.

(Simon and Ruthie find 50$ bill on the sidewalk)
Ruthie: Maybe we should give it back.
Simon: To who? The sidewalk?

Annie: Teenagers.
Eric: Yeah, if you don't like their mood, wait 10 minutes.

Annie: But I thought you liked school.
Ruthie: I like peanut butter, but I don't want it everyday.

Ruthie (to Eric): We need to talk..And It’s private!
Eric: About?
Ruthie:…sex.
(In other room) Lucy: Boy she’s good
Matt: I've never been prouder.

Yeah, thats it. Blame the cute one.

Eric: Your hair looks nice, Luce.
Lucy: Nice or sexy?
Eric: Uh....nice. Definitely nice. If my 13-year-old daughter had sexy hair, I'd shave her head!

Mary: Don't break my heart.
Robbie: Don't break my jaw.
Mary: Don't break my heart and I won't have any reason to break your jaw.