Amy: Gina, what do I do?
Gina: No, I don't know how to deal with an Amy. But there is this girl Wanda in my Mommy & Me class. She's such a pill. She's so into her baby and not into the other babies and it's like, oh, cool, well, congrats. Your baby rolled over early. Like, who cares?
Amy: I don't have time for this, Gina. *turns and walks away*
Gina: And that is how you deal with an Amy. You talk about something she's not interested in until she walks away.
Amy: Ohh, brilliant.

Gina: It's Gina's phone. Leave me a voice-mail. I won't check it 'cause it's not 1993.

Gina: Is she crying?
Jake: A little.
Gina: You should be wailing you stone-cold bitch. Now call my other grandma.

Gina: All men are at least 30% attracted to me. My mother cried the day I was born, because she knew she would never be better than me. At any given moment, I'm thinking about one thing: Richard Dreyfuss hunkered over eating dog food. I feel like I'm the Paris of people.

Jake: Pigeon's still here?
Scully: Yeah. No matter what we do, he just won't leave.
Jake: The problem is you're thinking like detectives.
Scully: No, I'm definitely not.

Charles: Jake, piece of advice: just give up. It's the Boyle way. It's why our family crest is a white flag.

Captain Holt: Are you ready for your first briefing?
Amy: Yes, I am fully prepared. I just wanna establish myself as a leader right away.
Sergeant Jeffords: Just be confident, deliberate and firm. You'll know you have their respect when you can take a moment [pours a cup of coffee] and still keep their attention.
Amy: Amazing.
Rosa: That was captivating as hell.