Ephram: Look, I, last night, what I said, I, uh, I didn't, I mean, I uh think that you're a really really great singer and I, I uh shouldn't have said anything. OK? I'm sorry.
Madison: Was that an apology?
Ephram: It was supposed to be, uh yeah.
Madison: Not great.
Ephram: Oh well. It was a rough draft I was gonna polish it up and give it to ya a little later.
Dr. Andrew Brown: The thing is, I promised Delia I wouldn't go out with her.
Edna: You also promised Delia a horse. I don't see Mr. Ed galloping around here.
Dr. Andrew Brown: I'll make it up to you, I promise I won't cook dinner for a whole week.
Dr. Andrew Brown: You know, when your mother died, a thousand people said a thousand stupid things to me and I just wanted one of them to give me a reason not to die.
Amy: How long were you there?
Ephram: Long enough to move on.
Madison: Was that an apology?
Ephram: It was supposed to be.
Harold: We got here as fast as we could, which wasn't very fast.
Laynie Hart: You looked so uncomfortable the other day. Like I embarrassed you or something.
Ephram: Look, I'm gonna mess up because that's just what I do. But at least give me a chance to mess up. I mean, I'm capable of such stupidity that you'd be wasting my talent by ending this now.
Laynie: I found him after school at the post office hanging around the outbound mail box. I think someone was trying to return him.
Edna Harper: I did pick up a thing or two from my 'rumble in the jungle'. Maybe they'd apply.
Dr. Andrew Brown: As long as you don't ask the cast to make necklaces out of ears, then, yeah, go for it.
Ephram: So what do people do up here, besides wait for an early demise... and ask really dumb questions.
Amy: Actually I brought you up here to tell you something very important. Grover.
Ephram: Grover?
Amy: It's my nickname.
Amy: Smell. The cold smells like pine... or the pine smells like cold... something.
Bright: Hey, I gotta talk to you about something.
Ephram: What? You got the results back from your IQ test? You failed?
Ephram: I wish you had died instead of mom.
Andy: Well I wish I had, too, you little bastard.
Delia: I don't think I'm going to be a brain surgeon when I grow up.
Doctor Brown: No? Why not?
Delia: Well, for one thing, you have to wake up early. Even on Saturday.
Doctor Brown: Yeah, that can be a drawback.
Delia: And because I'm probably going to be a tap dancer.
Doctor Brown: I thought you were going to be a fireman.
Delia: I'm going to do that, too. During the day.
Dr. Andrew Brown: What is that out front?
Ephram: A doe... A deer... A female deer.
Amy: Ephram Brown, the melting man. The melting man, Ephram Brown.
Ephram: He's quiet.
Amy: He's not having the best day. They say it's his last.
Edna: You like Linda, she likes you, and you're both nincompoops who do nothing about it.
Edna Harper: Well, I guess it finally fell out.
Irv Harper: What?
Edna Harper: That stick up his ass.
Dr. Linda Abbott: Every time I come here I feel like I've fallen down a rabbit whole into some other time and place.
Dr. Andrew Brown: I have similar thoughts every day.
