Marcy: (Discussing a threesome with Karen) I don't want to go where Hank has been! I mean, he probably left booby-traps up there like the Vietcong.

Todd Carr: Do you know why I wanted to work with you again, Moody? Because when you're not wallowing in narcissistic despair, you're the rarest thing this town has to offer. Someone with some goddamn vision.

Hank: How the fuck do you option a blog? What is there to option? The title? The font?

Marcy: What is a marriage if not an opportunity to mock someone through thick and thin while simultaneously exploring your deepest, darkest sexual desires?

Hank: (To Charlie) I know you Hebrews do things a little differently, but I checked. A menage a trois was not a pitstop on the road to redemption.

Hank: (To Becca) Just because something is bleak doesn't necessarily make it true.