Rhonda: You don't get a hug. No, we're not at hugs yet. We're still at explaining and shouting!

Gaines: Don't make me go Mount Vesuvius on you, son! You want me to erupt and spill my hot, molten lava upon you? Ask yourself, is that what you really want? To be my Pompeii?

Jamie: You know, the only thing sadder than being a bank manager in Slough is playing a game where your avatar is a Slough bank manager, and then having to watch as your wife falls in love with him.

Jamie: Where's your gun?
Ariel: I haven't got one. I though we were just swapping. I didn't realise the dress code was heavily armed.

Layla: OK, um, I know this looks bad, but...Actually, there is no but. it's just bad.