Scorpion, Season 1

Radio Host:
For $108.3, which month has 28 days?

Walter O'Brien:
All of them.

Radio Contestant:
I actually know this one--February?

Radio Host:
We have a winner!

Walter O'Brien:
Idiots.

Sylvester Dodd:
Screw this up, brains and guts are gonna ignite all over town!

Happy Quinn:
Actually, fuel tanks ignite on impact. You won't find a body part.

Toby Curtis:
Mmm, blood-soaked spleen could burn at a slower rate.

Paige Dineen:
Hey! Please check your language around my 9-year-old.

Walter O'Brien:
Mr. Brooks, I am hacking into airport security. I'm gonna rotate the cameras to point at the monitors. I'll see it remotely and I will walk you through each step.

Mr. Brooks:
Who am I on with here? I am not comfortable with you hacking into anything at this airport.

Walter O'Brien:
Then don't make it so easy.

Walter O'Brien:
In situations like this, carelessnes, mistakes--they will haunt you. I know this from experience.

Toby Curtis:
Walter, I'm always on point. Have you seen my hat?

Paige Dineen:
Who the hell are you to tell me that my polish looks cheap? That hurts my feelings. Do you understand?

Walter O'Brien:
Yeah, I recognize that. I've been told things like that a lot.

Paige Dineen:
And my polish streaks because Ralph does it. He loves to paint. And don't tell me that he needs help, either. He's challenged. Have some empathy.

Walter O'Brien:
Challenged, huh? Look at Sylvester and him. Do you know what they're doing? The matches are the king, jelly's the queen, the sugar packets are the knights. He's playing chess. With a grandmaster. Who's about to lose.

Sylvester Dodd:
Walter, do you see this? Checkmate in 8 moves! This kid is amazing.

Walter O'Brien:
He doesn't like to paint your nails. He does it because he wants to hold your hand, but he can't process physical contact. So help him, or he will never connect with you. I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but your son is a genius.

Sylvester Dodd:
He doesn't even know we're here. He's wondering if those flashlights could be powered by the heat of a hand that holds them. Or he's calculating the cubic footage of the octagon clock. He thinks about anything. Everything.

...

Sylvester Dodd:
Few parents meaningfully engage with mentally enabled children. It's not your fault. It's just how we are.

Paige Dineen:
You're the world's smartest computer guy and this comes down to plugging something in?

Walter O'Brien:
Do you ever pause your dreams, Ralph?

Ralph Dineen:
Yeah.

Walter O'Brien:
Ever rewind them?

Ralph Dineen:
Sometimes.

Walter O'Brien:
Yeah, me too.

Paige Dineen:
Hey, seriously, what's wrong?

Walter O'Brien:
I'm fine... So is Ralph, by the way. He hacked the thermometer, recallibrated the digital display.

Paige Dineen:
He did what?!

Walter O'Brien:
He hates school.

Happy Quinn:
Tools don't let you down. Only people do.

Toby Curtis:
Spending your life scared to connect to anyone isn't any way to live.

Analyzing surveillance camera footage.

Toby Curtis:
We're gonna get a little un-PC up in here. Traditional bomber profile means we lose Asians and Latinos. Cut anyone over 60 and under 12.

Federal Agent:
That's not how this software's meant to operate.

Toby Curtis:
Explosives are traditionally a boys' club so let's lose the women. And anyone not wearing a hat or sunglasses. Alright! Now, who's ready for a little hustle and flow?

Cabe Gallo:
What's that?

Toby Curtis:
Flow dynamics. Study of herd think, actions and reactions. When one gazelle's ears perk up, so do all the others', and they all run from the cheetah with the same urgency. Ah! [points to screen] That guy in the hat and sunglasses. White male, 30s: fits domestic-terrorist MO. See, he's calm 'cause he knows no other bombs are gonna go off.

Walter O'Brien:
Any dreams you have of [Ralph] making a team or being in student council, it's just, uh, not gonna happen.

Paige Dineen:
I thought you told me he'd eventually fit in.

Walter O'Brien:
He will. Just not in school.

Maintenance Worker:
Exactly what are you looking for?

Toby Curtis:
If we explained it to you, your mind would melt into your socks.

Cabe Gallo:
It's official government business, just give us some room.

[Maintenance worker leaves.]

Toby Curtis:
Normals, huh? [looks at Paige] No offense.

Paige Dineen:
None taken.

Judge:
Mr. O'Brien, I understand you waived your public defender.

Walter O'Brien:
Correct, yes, I don't need one since this court can't provide me with a fair trial. You see, it's my constitutional right to a jury of my peers, which means you'd have to find 12 residents of Clark County, Nevada, with an IQ of 197 or above. And I've spent some time in Clark County. I can tell you, that's not gonna happen.

Happy Quinn:
Not good.

Walter O'Brien:
There's no option but to release me.

Judge:
Bail is set at $500,000.

Toby Curtis:
Ralph, have a good day at school, and don't listen to any of your teachers.

Mark Collins:
What is it they say about time and it being of the essence?

Paige Dineen:
Secrets breed mistrust.

Cabe Gallo:
If my life is in the hands of this Collins guy, I need to know if you're hiding something.

[pause]

Walter O'Brien:
Three years ago I had him committed to an asylum.

Cabe Gallo:
Fantastic.

Cabe Gallo:
Hey listen, kid, if this doesn't work out, I'm glad I got to know you.

Walter O'Brien:
OK.

Sylvester Dodd:
A man gives you what could be his last good-bye and you say "OK"?!

Sylvester Dodd:
Galactic has the greatest superhero pantheon in this or any other universe, including my personal favorite, Super Fun Guy. [aside] I'm getting there, Walter, I'm getting there. [to team] They manufacture these little masterpieces using state-of-the-art, cutting-edge 3D printers and scanners. They have everything one would need to create the perfect forgery. The forger must work there. And he is so...lucky!

...

Sylvester Dodd:
OK guys! Come on, let's go!

Toby Curtis:
Never seen him move so fast.

[later, when the team arrives at Galactic Toys]

Sylvester Dodd:
OK Cabe, I'm gonna go with you.

Cabe Gallo:
You're all staying here and that's an order. I'll be back in 10 minutes.

Paige Dineen:
He's been waiting for this his whole life.

Cabe Gallo:
Well, then he should be used to it. I don't need a bunch of geniuses to help me detain an unarmed artist.

Sylvester Dodd:
Well, can you at least get me a Super Fun Guy T-shirt? He's really fun. Cabe, he's really fun!

Toby Curtis:
All artists want the same thingː recognition.

Therapist:
Safe to say this is when the mission went from the frying pan into the fryer.

Happy Quinn:
Safe to say anything you want, unless it pisses me off.

Answering machine begins to record a message.

Paige Dineen:
Oh no. [runs downstairs to stop recording]

Toby Curtis:
What the hell was that all about?

Paige Dineen:
Nothing. An acquaintance.

Toby Curtis:
You don't sprint downstairs for an acquaintance.

Happy Quinn:
Who's Drew?

Paige Dineen:
Old friend.

Toby Curtis:
Bump from acquaintance to old friend in 3 seconds. Interesting.

Paige Dineen:
Look, it's really not important.

Toby Curtis:
You just put your hand on your stomach. It's a conscious protection marker where you once carried a child.

Walter O'Brien:
Is Drew Ralph's father?

Sylvester Dodd:
I didn't know Ralph had a father.

Happy Quinn:
How exactly do you think babies are made?

Sylvester Dodd:
You know what I mean.

Paige Dineen:
Not that it's any of your business, but Ralph's dad is a minor-league baseball player and--

Toby Curtis:
Great, a jock!

Paige Dineen:
--we bounced around a lot, team to team, and we agreed Ralph should have some stability. We settled in L.A. and Drew was gonna come out after a season. He got a job pitching in Mexico, then Tampa, and you can fill in the rest.

Walter O'Brien:
How long has it been since he's seen Ralph?

Paige Dineen:
Seven years.

Toby Curtis:
Oh that's great. Father of the year. Excuse me, seven years.

Toby Curtis:
Hey, you want to know if he's a good guy? Watch him eat fruit. He digs into the flesh with his fingernails, it's a primordial sign of aggression. But if he peels it in one long curl, that is a planner.

Sylvester Dodd:
He's right. I'm very gentle with plums.

Walter O'Brien:
Guys, we are not giving him fruit.

Paige Dineen:
Thank you.

Walter O'Brien:
I can just hack his credit info, see what he's been up to, is he any risk to Ralph--

Paige Dineen:
Absolutely not!

Cabe Gallo:
I'm amazed that geniuses can even get duped.

Walter O'Brien:
Easily. We become so focused that we lose peripheral vision, and it's on the outskirts where ulterior motives lie.

Sylvester Dodd:
Geniuses state facts, so we assume others state facts, too.

Walter O'Brien:
If you become ostracized from an early age for being different, or if someone targets you because they have something to gain, you don't see their motives until it's too late. After awhile, it starts to affect your core self. You trust no one, you grow up to be distant.

Happy Quinn:
Like Walter.

Walter O'Brien:
Or scared of your own shadow.

Sylvester Dodd:
Like me.

Walter O'Brien:
Angry.

Happy Quinn:
Present.

Walter O'Brien:
Or a condescending jerk.

Sylvester Dodd/Happy Quinn:
Like Toby.

Sylvester Dodd:
Ahem. Would your guest like some fruit?

Drew Baker:
Excuse me?

Paige Dineen:
He's fine! We don't want fruit!

Toby Curtis:
Come on, Babe Ruth, take a peach.

Drew Baker:
No, thank you.

Happy Quinn:
I know I've said this before, but not good.

Paige Dineen:
What do you remember about your father?

Ralph Dineen:
He was tall. He liked his toast burnt. And he left to see a movie.

Paige Dineen:
What?

Ralph Dineen:
When we left for L.A., he said he'd catch up with us later, he was just going to see a movie. There were 12 theaters within 20 miles of our home, 48 screens, 227 showings, average runtime 112 minutes. Maybe he just wanted to stay and see more movies.

Walter has ordered a Proton Arnold arcade game as a surprise for the team.

Drew Baker:
I used to crush that game. What was your high score?

Walter O'Brien:
Oh, I don't know. At a certain point, the counter resets.

Rebecca Burns:
What's that?

Sylvester Dodd:
That is Proton Arnold.

Cabe Gallo:
Unplug it.

Sylvester Dodd:
OK.

Rebecca Burns:
I think what Cabe means to say is, "I told my ex-wife what a great team I work with, smartest I'll ever meet."

Paige Dineen:
You're a Cabe Whisperer! I do the same for them.

Walter O'Brien:
Do you have your ID?

Rebecca Burns:
I'm sure they deactivated it.

[pause]

Walter O'Brien:
Oh that's right, you just met us.

Happy is trying to talk her way past the marina gate in order to inspect a blown-up boat.

Happy Quinn:
Agent Gallo, Homeland Security.

Marina Guard:
What kind of name is Cabe?

[pause]

Happy Quinn:
It's 'Cah-beh.' My mother's Korean.

Marina Guard:
Oh, sorry. I didn't mean anything by it.

Happy Quinn:
No one ever does.

Toby Curtis:
[on comms] This is perfect. Now he's feeling guilty and self-conscious. Drop a little civics lesson.

Happy Quinn:
I'm here to do the DHS inspection.

Marina Guard:
Inspectors were already here.

Happy Quinn:
Local PD was, not us. A congressman died. Homeland's involved.

Toby Curtis:
This is perfect, now he's feeling stupid. You've got him right where you want him, now make him insecure.

Happy Quinn:
I have work to do, so should I call your supervisor or mine?

Toby Curtis:
And shoulders will be slouching in 3... 2... 1.

Guard's shoulders drop; he sighs and opens the gate.

Toby Curtis:
This is like fish in a barrel.

Happy Quinn:
Good talk.

Megan O'Brien:
I thought you guys were geniuses. Someone say something smart.

Paige Dineen:
Hi, Megan, I'm Paige. They were just playing a spirited game of--

Toby Curtis:
Move Sylvester's Stuff Around.

Paige Dineen:
Yeah, so they're a little out of it. [pause] Guys, this is when you introdu--

Sylvester Dodd:
Yes, OK. Hello, Megan. Nice to meet you. Walter's told me so much about you.

Megan O'Brien:
No, he hasn't.

Sylvester Dodd:
No, he hasn't.

Toby Curtis:
Hey. Dr. Tobias M. Curtis. It's a pleasure.

Happy Quinn:
Hey. I'm Happy.

Megan O'Brien:
And I'm dying, but you don't see me telling everyone.

Toby Curtis:
Yes! Inappropriate self-deprecating humor to put others at ease. I like your approach.

Megan O'Brien:
I like your hat.

Happy Quinn:
Why do you do that? As soon as you become human, you switch to wise ass.

Toby Curtis:
Textbook defense mechanism to hide how I feel. Especially around you. You're so smart, and capable, and fun. And that personality happens to be wrapped in a nice little package. So I say stupid things to hide feelings that you already know that I have. And we got no food, water, or any idea where we are, so if we're gonna die, I might as well say some stuff. So there.

Happy Quinn:
You done?

Toby Curtis:
Do you see that? You are doing exactly what you said I do. When things get real, I make wise cracks; you put on your armor.

Megan O'Brien:
What are you afraid of, Sylvester?

Sylvester Dodd:
Everything.

Capt. Javier Barrios:
Who are you?

Lt. James Corbin:
Lieutenant Jim Corbin, U.S. Navy Seals. I'm bringing you home.

Walter O'Brien:
I'm the tech guy. I'm helping.

Drew Baker:
[whispers] So, um, I just wanted to ask you something.

Paige Dineen:
[normal voice] Oh, I've seen these guys build a parabolic mic out of an umbrella. If they're gonna listen, they're gonna listen.

Paige Dineen:
Sylvester?

Sylvester Dodd:
Yep?

Paige Dineen:
Any reason you won't make eye contact with me?

Sylvester Dodd:
Yes. I'm uncomfortable because we eavesdropped.

Toby Curtis:
Way to stay strong, Sly.

Happy Quinn:
It was Toby's idea.

Toby Curtis:
You guys fold like a card table.

Agent Simone Taylor:
Gallo. You look the same as you did seven years ago. Not a compliment.

Cabe Gallo:
Nothing worse than getting an insult from a lady. Thank God it's coming from you.

Toby Curtis:
That's nice. Witty banter. It's my favorite kind of banter.

Toby Curtis:
Is there a reason you had a fake-blood bag and a retractable knife just lying around?

Happy Quinn:
I had to teach an old boyfriend a lesson.

Happy is setting up dominoes.

Happy Quinn:
Touch it and you will have a blue Christmas.

Toby Curtis:
I helped, too!

Happy Quinn:
Walter designed it. Sylvester calculated it. I built it. What was your job?

Toby Curtis:
Moral support.

Sylvester Dodd:
Toby, a few weeks ago I was in a hospital getting shrapnel taken out of my chest, and I still did more work for this project than you did.

Toby Curtis:
Grinch.

Walter O'Brien:
Have faith that the science will work.

Happy Quinn:
Faster, Grandpa!

Toby Curtis:
I'm right on his bumper!

Happy Quinn:
I should have driven.

Toby Curtis:
Hey, I have seen you drive. We can't save Owen if we're both dead.

Agent Eckherd:
How did you find the dark site where it was posted? And do not tell me that you just found it!

Ralph Dineen:
[barely audible] Walter showed it to me.

Agent Eckherd:
Walter. Walter O'Brien.

Ralph Dineen:
And he taught me decryption. I didn't know it was bad.

Toby is trying to help a man who has been stabbed.

Toby Curtis:
Happy, I gotta cross a line here. Do you have a tampon?

Happy Quinn:
Excuse me?!

Toby Curtis:
It'll absorb the blood, expand, increase the pressure, and stop the bleeding.

Happy Quinn:
Toolbox, bottom compartment.

Happy Quinn:
I can't believe this was online for seven years and you never said anything about it.

Sylvester Dodd:
The fashion is unflattering and the dance is derivative.

Walter O'Brien:
I apologize for everything I did to contribute to what Ralph went through today.

[pause]

Walter O'Brien:
But--

Drew Baker:
There it is.

Walter O'Brien:
But I do want to note, those stolen CI files contained the identities of 43 undercover operatives. They in turn protected 356 source assets related to drug trafficking, gangs, loose nuclear material. By preventing the release of those files, Ralph saved innumerable lives today.

Drew Baker:
I'm glad he could help. I'm just not sure it's a good idea for him to grow up this fast.

Walter O'Brien:
Ralph sees us using our heads for good. He's learning how to be a grown-up genius someday. We're not trying to make him a grown-up now.

Toby Curtis:
You look frazzled.

Paige Dineen:
Thank you.

Toby Curtis:
Grumpy, too.

Paige Dineen:
Sorry, I didn't sleep. I had a weird dream.

Walter O'Brien:
About what?

Paige Dineen:
[hiding the fact that the dream was about Walter] I don't remember the details.

Walter O'Brien:
Not surprising. Our brains often protect us from disturbing dreams by suppressing our memories of them.

Paige Dineen:
What does it mean when you remember a dream vividly?

Walter O'Brien:
Means that we enjoyed it.

The team is trying to uncover a CIA analyst who gave stolen chemicals to a significant other.

Toby Curtis:
Anyone here recently lost a lot of weight, trying to look good for someone?

Agent Miller:
Tim, Leonard, and Susan have all dropped some weight.

Paige Dineen:
Any vacation days? Especially Fridays and Mondays?

Walter O'Brien:
What would that indicate?

Paige Dineen:
Romantic three-day weekends. Ever had one?

Walter O'Brien:
Kind of. She left after one day.

Walter O'Brien:
Love is a semi-euphoric temporary chemical reaction.

Toby Curtis:
Heart wants what the heart wants. So does the brain.

Happy Quinn:
Who's gonna be Marvin?

Cabe Gallo:
Well, Interpol's still doing a background on Sima, but there's no question she's probably dangerous. So I'll do it.

Walter O'Brien:
No, you're Homeland, you're former FBI. She could have intel on our agents. We can't risk her ID'ing you.

Toby Curtis:
Sylvester can't do it, he's a nervous wreck, he'd barf all over her.

Sylvester Dodd:
I would.

Toby Curtis:
I guess I'll have to do it. I just hope she doesn't fall in love with me, too.

Cabe Gallo:
No. Intel indicates that she probably works alone, but we can't be too careful. We need someone to profile the crowd in that bar and make sure she has no collaborators.

Paige Dineen:
So we're down to Walter? Am I the only person who just heard that phone call?

Walter O'Brien:
Oh, I learned a lot from that exchange!

[later]

Paige Dineen:
After hearing your performance on the phone, you're gonna need help. I'll be your Cyrano.

Walter O'Brien:
The story of the guy with rhinophyma, the large nose disease.

Paige Dineen:
You missed the whole love story?!

Walter O'Brien:
I was focused on his medical condition.

Toby Curtis:
Andrew.

Drew Baker:
Just Drew, actually.

Toby Curtis:
Right. And Drew's short for what, Michael?

Walter O'Brien:
There's no such thing as luck, only good science and math.

Cabe Gallo:
Hey! How come a bunch of geniuses can't answer a phone?!

Sylvester Dodd:
I don't carry my phone on me. Radiation.

Happy Quinn:
I was welding.

Paige Dineen:
Mine's in my bag.

Walter O'Brien:
Couldn't hear it over the rocket.

Cabe Gallo:
Of course. And what about you, Doc?

Toby Curtis:
I keep mine off; I owe a bookie.

Happy Quinn:
Facts aren't useless. They're the foundation of rational thought.

Bruce:
Make as many memories as you can. Cause at the end of the day, we don't get to decide the ones we keep.

Toby Curtis:
Well, this is highly illegal.

Walter O'Brien:
I'm simply expediting things through technological intervention.

Toby Curtis:
You're hacking into a site that charges for reservations to save the twenty bucks.

Walter O'Brien:
Nope. They were fully booked.

The blindfold is removed and Happy sees her teenage abductor for the first time.

Happy Quinn:
Are you kidding me?

Paco:
Who are you?

Happy Quinn:
Very embarrassed person.

Paco:
What?

Happy Quinn:
I got kidnapped by a fourth grader.

Toby Curtis:
Where you been?

Happy Quinn:
I...got kidnapped

Toby Curtis:
What?

Walter O'Brien:
Kidnapped by who?

Happy Quinn:
This guy. [pulls Paco inside the room] He wasn't good at it.

Toby Curtis:
It astounds me that I have to remind you all that I had a medical degree from Harvard before most people had their drivers licenses.

Walter O'Brien:
Oh, really? You went to Harvard? You hardly ever mention it.

Walter O'Brien:
You recognize that gun? The motion sensor is calibrated to not shoot anything before the door. But it will take out anything that moves on the other side of it.

Toby Curtis:
Unfortunately, that's the side you're on.

Happy Quinn:
I improved your gun. You so much as move a trigger finger, you're dead.

...

Walter O'Brien:
Now, I put a 24-hour battery on the motion sensor, so for your sake, I hope that you and your men are disciplined.

Toby Curtis:
Now remember: Your nose does not itch.

Walter O'Brien:
Toby!

Toby Curtis:
Coming.

Sylvester Dodd:
I'm pretty sure I just committed at least three felonies. I've seen Shawshank; I know what they do to guys like me in the big house.

Toby Curtis:
D-Block Prom Queen.

Walter O'Brien:
There are only four subjects worth studying: science & math, and math & science.

Cabe Gallo:
We have to prevent these guys from transmitting any communications from this ranch....We can't let 'em know we muzzled 'em.

Walter O'Brien:
They won't. They'll think their messages are being received because Sylvester will respond, posing as their associates.

Sylvester Dodd:
Remember back at the garage when I said I was uncomfortable with deception?

Walter O'Brien:
Uh huh.

Cabe Gallo:
Uh huh.

Happy Quinn:
Mm hmm.

Sylvester Dodd:
Still uncomfortable.

Happy Quinn:
Not sure where we are, but I know it's nowhere near the reptile sanctuary.

Paige Dineen:
Now what, hitchhike?

Happy Quinn:
I'm not showing leg!

Walter O'Brien:
No, there's no time to hitchhike. [pause] Happy, I hear a truck. Quick! Punch me in the nose.

Happy Quinn:
Finally.

Walter O'Brien:
[groans] Good job.

Cabe Gallo:
You kept [the ferret]?

Walter O'Brien:
It saved my life. Least I could do was save it from becoming a snake's lunch. Toby named it Ferret Bueller. I don't understand the reference.

Toby Curtis:
I've been collecting data on your shifting behavior patterns the past few months, and the result is an ironclad theorem that proves you have feelings for Paige.

Walter O'Brien:
[laughs] That's preposterous.

Toby Curtis:
Said the climate-change denier in the face of scientific evidence. While you're at it, how about you get no vaccines today? You wanna take this for a spin? Remember the reservation you made for a Valentine's Day "work dinner"?

Walter O'Brien:
We never ended up having a meal.

Toby Curtis:
OK, how about the new lavender diffuser in your office?

Walter O'Brien:
That is to mask the smell of experiment-generated mouse urine.

Toby Curtis:
That's disgusting. But also a lie. Pagie loves lavender; that handcream of hers is always stinkin' up the van. Finally: Coffee arabica....You put cinnamon in our pot here.

Walter O'Brien:
It has anti-oxidants and improves brain function.

Toby Curtis:
Cinnamon's for elves.

...

Walter O'Brien:
And how old are you?

Toby Curtis:
Thirteen months older than you, so show your elders respect.

Happy Quinn:
If you had been holding onto the sat phone instead of me, we wouldn't be in this mess right now.

Toby Curtis:
I was protecting you, it was instinctive.

Happy Quinn:
It was stupid. You were an unbuckled 150-pound projectile.

Toby Curtis:
154. I've been working out.

Toby Curtis:
Happy, I'm not gonna apologize for what I did earlier because I wanted to protect you. By now, I figured you'd know why. But in case you don't know, I want my last words to have some meaning. So Happy Quinn, I am in lov--

Toby is doused in fire extinguisher foam.

Toby Curtis:
Perfect timing.

Sylvester Dodd:
Probability theory dictates that one cannot predict the future with any absolute certainty. But this is an exception. There is zero chance that she will accept your apology.

Toby Curtis:
I'm not gonna apologize. I'm gonna grovel.

Sylvester Dodd:
Understood, but still, there's a high likelihood that she will throw something at you.

Walter O'Brien:
I don't have any feelings and even I'm uncomfortable watching this.

Cabe Gallo:
Well, you know what they say. Good, fast, polite--pick two.

Cabe Gallo:
Alright kids, if you need to hit the head, now's the time, because we're not stopping once we hit the road.

Sylvester Dodd:
You know you're not our dad, right?

Cabe Gallo:
Stop acting like kids, I'll stop acting like your dad.

Paige Dineen:
You are not Normal. Who besides these guys computes tire tread on wheels they've seen for a split second?

Happy Quinn:
And you knew to the inch where the supplies would be for my urinal-cake cannon.

Toby Curtis:
Your what now?

Sylvester Dodd:
You corrected me on the number of bullets fired by Hector and Jorge, and no one corrects me when it comes to math. But you were right.

Maya Hernandez:
I'm good with numbers.

Sylvester Dodd:
When you watch a pinwheel, can you replay it in your mind in slow motion to count the revolutions?

Maya Hernandez:
Only when I'm bored.

Walter O'Brien:
Yeah, you're a genius. I'm guessing 1-6-4 with a specialty in visual inferential mathematics. You can record and compute what you see.

Paige Dineen:
Now, that explains the low EQ.

Maya Hernandez:
What the hell is a low EQ?!

Toby Curtis:
That.

Happy Quinn:
How long until we ditch this weasel?

Walter O'Brien:
What you don't like pets?

Happy Quinn:
I wasn't talking about the ferret.

Toby Curtis:
How long are you gonna punish me for sleeping through our date?

Happy Quinn:
What's your life span?

Toby Curtis:
Lying billionaire says what?

Richard Elia:
Huh?

Toby Curtis:
Close enough.

Toby Curtis:
Why's the kid in a monkey suit?

Paige Dineen:
Picture day. So cute, he wanted to pick the outfit himself.

Toby Curtis:
You don't see what's goin' on there?

Paige Dineen:
No.

Toby Curtis:
Hey, Ralphie boy, could you do Uncle Toby a favor and take off that jacket, you don't wanna get grease on it.

Happy Quinn:
You better roll up those sleeves too, buddy, just to be safe.

Paige realizes that Ralph is dressed exactly like Walter.

Toby Curtis:
Congratulations. You're raising Walter.

Paige Dineen:
Oh God.

Ralph Dineen:
Hi Walter. It's me again. Can you call me back please? I promise my call will be efficient.

Sylvester Dodd:
Birdroni lives!

Police Officer:
Do you know what this badge means?

Happy Quinn:
That you got D's in high school?