Luke: (to Friedman, about his leather jacket) I dunno man, call me crazy, but I think I could do boots next.
Kevin: I'm wearing pink socks.
Helen: Well, pink is the new black.
Grace: Look. I panicked. It was like you were saying the whole Adam/Joan thing...they're so much alike and they didn't make it, and...I overthought it.
Luke: You were worried.
Grace: Leave it.
Luke: About losing me.
Luke: Kevin's cavorting with a nun.
Will: I hate the dating years.
Kevin: You are a very obnoxious ex-nun.
Lilly: I know.
Will: Help me, I'm a man.
Luke: Dude, I know that Superman eventually learned to control his powers, but the first few times he took a leak, he must have blown apart the porcelain.
Father Mallory: Maybe you should discuss this with someone else.
Helen: I tried discussing this with Will, but...he's a man. You're a man too, but a different type of man.
Kevin: Point of adulthood, people don't actually say "nookie palace."
Joan: According to unified field theory, aren't we all in the same mess.
Ms. Lischak: Yes...but it's just a theory. Dismissed, grasshopper.
Father Mallory: Your candor is appreciated.
Will: I have plenty more where that came from...
Will: But I'll keep it to myself.
Kevin: Can I ask you a question?
Kevin: What do women want?