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Chip: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.
Gillion, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
Chip: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Jay: How can you still say that?
Chip: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
Chip: Gillion and I don’t use pet names.
Jay: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
Chip: Honey?
Gillion: Yes, dear?
Chip:
Jay: Don't ever lie to my face again.
Chip: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it.
Jay: Just rip the bandage off.
Chip: It’s Gillion.
Jay: Put the bandage back on.
Chip, negotiating with Gillion: We have Jay. Give us ten thousand dollars and she will be returned to you unharmed
Jay: Whoa, whoa, wait, you think I’m only worth ten thousand dollars?
Chip:
Jay: MAKE IT ONE MILLION–
Chip: JAY STOP
Chip: Gillion isn’t answering his phone
Clorten: I’ll call
Chip: Jay and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Gillion: Hello?
Jay, banging on the door: Gillion! Open up!
Gillion: Well, it all started when I was a guppy...
Chip: No, she meant-
Clorten: Let him finish.
Gillion: Change is inedible.
Chip: Don't you mean inevitable?
Gillion, spitting out coins: No, I did not.
Gillion: What does 'take out' mean?
Chip: Food.
Jay: Dating
Marshall John: Murder
Ollie: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.