Jess Walsh: Don't tell me you're afraid of flying in small planes?
Hank: No, I'm not afraid of flying in small planes, I'm afraid of crashing in small planes.
Hank: Well well well. This is a surprise I thought you were at JFK picking Raj up.
Divya: Oh, he had to delay, but he'll be here tomorrow in time for the sangeet.
Divya: Otherwise known as the party for my friends in New York who are unable to attend the wedding in London.
Hank: Yeah, stick with sangeet, a little more succinct.
Hank: This is not just about Boris, something else is going on.
Marisa: I've always wanted a child. But to have a child with the love of my life, it was little more than a dream. And now that it's real I just want Boris to be as happy as I am about the baby.
Paige: So, arranged marriage, people still do that?
Evan: Yeah, it's tradition.
Evan: It's kinda weird that we've never spent the whole night together. Don't you think?
Evan: You think I'm a blanket hog don't you, or you're just worried that we'll both like the same side of the bed 'cause I'll cook breakfast, strawberry and mint chip pancakes, that's my specialty.
Paige: There's something I have to tell you.
Evan: Okay, tell me.
Paige: I.... snore.
Jill: Hey, did Divya ever mention a guy? You know what, not important. As a matter...
Hank: A patient, Adam.
Jill: You do know.
Hank: I know it's complicated.
Jill: Yes it is.
Hank: And not really our business.
Jill: No it isn't.
Hank: And we probably shouldn't be discussing it.
Jill: But we are.
Paige: What did you do to this beautiful piece of lingerie?
Evan: Well, sleeping on your back, it makes snoring worse I read, so the tennis ball just prevents it.
visual: Paige just stares back at Evan
Evan: Oh no you hate it.
Paige: That you ruined Italian lingerie, yeah. That you sewed for me, no.
Paige: Can you help me Hank?
Hank: Paige, you're fine but your uvula is a little long. So I can refer you to an ENT for a more thorough examination but my guess is that your uvula is vibrating, causing you to snore.
Evan: Umm... (motions to Hank) Come here for a second.
Evan: Umm, how can you see her uvula from there? From... what's a uvula?
Hank: It's the conic projection coming off the posterior... It's the thing that hangs down in the back of the throat. It goes uuulllll...
Evan: Oh my god! The Uvula!
Evan: You're perfect. Not literally perfect., you know, just like, your, your imperfections are so cute. They make you... make you perfect.
Evan: (whispers) I.... I love you. Big time!
Paige: I love you too.
Evan: Oh thank god.