James: I’m not scared of you! None of us are!
Christopher: I kind of am
James: Christopher, shut up!
Thomas: I have a boyfriend now
Matthew, encouragingly: A boyfriend?
Thomas: [reflexively gives a panicked peace sign]
Matthew: TWO boyfriends?!
Matthew: Hey. I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Matthew.
James: Hi. I’m disgusted.
Henry: If you're open to me getting a pet...
Charlotte: Yeah, of course. Get a dog.
Henry: No, I don't want a dog. I want a cockatoo to take rollerblading. How cool would that be?
Matthew: Jamie, what's that note?
Christopher: Bet it's from a girl in the lunchroom who wants a taste of corn dog.
Thomas: Was that a sex joke?
Christopher: It's...
Christopher: ...
Christopher: I don't know, shut up.
Lucie: He's vanished into thin air. Why is it always the great-looking ones who do that?
Matthew: I'm making an effort not to be insulted.
Lucie: I mean... men.
Matthew: Okay, thanks, that really helped...
Matthew: I hope I can be as cool as you guys in 30 years.
Will, whispering: Does he think we're 50?
Gabriel, whispering back: No, no, he's just really bad at math.
Christopher, holding two pairs of shoes: Ok, gun to your head: which pair should I bring?
Matthew: Gun to my head? I'd say pull the trigger.
Alastair: Something tells me Matthew isn't crazy about me.
Thomas: Something tells me that too and it was him.
Lucie: What's that smell?
Matthew: Everyone has their own theory.
Matthew: Charles thinks it's mold.
Matthew: I think it's Charles.
Matthew: Alastair, what do you do?
Alastair: I just travel a bit... I'm a tourist, I suppose.
Matthew: So, you're unemployed?
Alastair: No...
Matthew: Have you got a job?
Alastair: Wha- no, not really, no...
Matthew: So, you ARE unemployed.
Matthew: But yet you still have enough money to dye your hair.
Lucie: There was a guy I liked...
Matthew: I'm the guy.
Lucie: You're not the guy.
Matthew: You call me "sweety" all the time.
Lucie: I call everyone sweety.
Matthew: ...
Lucie: ...
Matthew: You tramp!
Will: If I had a son I want him to be like Matthew.
Tessa: You do have a son.
Will: When we first moved in here, he was this sweet kid that lived next door.
Tessa: The weird kid next door...
I knowwww, Tessa actually loves him!
Alastair: It's Thomas' turn to be out in the world, interact with other grown-ups. While I get to stay home and plot the death of Dora the Explorer...
Alastair: ... fill her backpack with bricks and throw her into the Candy Cane River.