Californication, Season Four

Hank:
I'm warning you; tomorrow I'm going to be pretty pissed at you. Tonight, I'm just high-fiving Jesus that you're okay.

Becca:
I'm sorry about the car.

Hank:
It's just a car…

Becca:
You love that car.

Hank:
No, I love you

Becca:
I love you too and I'm scared

Hank:
Why?

Becca:
I don't want you to be guilty. I don't want people to look at you that way. I want them to know how great you can be.

Hank:
You shouldn't be thinking about that. That's too much for your brain. All you should be thinking about is boys and rock 'n roll and stealing your old man's car keys. But not anymore because I'll chop your hands off. Okay?

Becca:
It was a nice day wasn't it?

Hank:
It was. It was really nice. It was the perfect day.

Becca:
Right up until I ruined it.

Hank:
You didn't ruin anything. You just made a mistake. A really terrible mistake, we all do. Look at me, I take a breath and make a mistake. Then we just get back up and shoot for another perfect day.

Becca:
I'm going to be thinking good thoughts dad, on Monday.

Hank:
Thank you.

Hank:
How the f*** did we get here?

Karen:
I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it's your fault.

Hank:
Undoubtedly, I am currently accepting blame for everything: volcanoes, earthquakes, oil spills, steroids, rap music… it's all my fault.

Karen:
You tricked me, you know? You tricked me, I would hear the doorbell ring and I would be running towards it. I'd be thinking, "I don't even like this guy, this is just some stupid fling." Then I would open the door and all of those thoughts would disappear, because I'd see your smile and I was a goner. I trusted that smile.

Hank:
He was a good guy, that smile. I don't see him around much anymore. I miss him.

Karen:
Strange, it changed so fast. Once you were my future, then you were my misery…

Hank:
Nice…

Karen:
Now you're almost my past

Hank:
Almost…