The detective talking to Lip:
D: “Phillip Gallagher … no relation to our favorite
overnight guest Frank I hope?
L: “Son.”
D: “Your Frank’s kid and this is your first felony bust?
Getting a little late start for a L: Gallagher aren’t you?”
Steve and his boss:
Boss: “What happened to you?”
Steve: “Pick-up hockey game.”
Boss: “What were you? The puck?”
“She’s right, my husband’s public defender never even met
Clyde before his arraignment then suggested he plead guilty to child
molestation and sexual abuse.”
(Awkward silence from the room)
Mrs. L: “More cookies to sell?”
D: “Is Jimmy here?”
Mrs. L: “No, he’s back at school in Michigan.”
D: “No, he’s living 96 blocks away on the South Side, dating my
sister, stealing cars, and going by the name of Steve.”
C: “I helped with breakfast”
F: “You pulled out a cereal bowl.”
Lip and Fiona:
L: “Hey, Fiona … I’m gay.”
F: “I know.”
L: “I should have told you a long time ago, I don’t know why
I didn’t.”
F: “You’re still on my shit list.”
Another Frank rant:
“Hannah Montana … those oversexed kids on Glee? Think
they’re selling good wholesome all-American fun? Hell no – flesh and underage
temptation! You can look, but oh no, you can’t touch!”
Steve offering Tony the house:
T: “You paid for the house in cash?”
S: “It’s a shitty neighborhood, I could’ve bought two”
T: “How many cars have you stolen?”
Carl and Fiona:
F: “Huh?”
C: “Punishment? Ground them for a year?”
F: “Nothing, I’m not their mother.”
C: “So, I can steal a car and nothing will happen to me?”
F: “You steal a car and I’ll smother you in your sleep.”
Frank trying to weasel some cash out of Sheila:
F: “I know a guy who sells cars, why don’t you give me the
money, I’ll find her something nice.”
S: “Maybe a Volvo? I heard those are real safe…”
Steve to Fiona, on why he can’t just turn himself in:
“Look at me … I can’t go to jail, I might as well wear
heals.”
Steve’s final pitch:
“Come with me Fiona. How long is it going to be about them
and not about you? When are you finally going to do something for yourself? …
Liam’s two – sixteen more years until he’s out of the house … you’ll be what?
37? 38? And who says Frank’s done dumping babies in your lap to raise? You
deserve a life of your own.”
Lip afterwards:
“He’s right … you should go Fiona, you’ve done more than
enough – we’ll be alright.”
Frank:
“It’s like the moon orbiting the Earth. These things show up
and you know you shouldn’t, but then you do and then you don’t know what to do
… but we can’t hold it against her, she’s young and carefree. I mean, we’re the
victims here, you and me.”
He continues:
“The bible says, it is blessed to forgive son, and that
forgiveness is the first step on the stairway to heaven.”