7th Heaven

Eric: (about hosting a foreign exchange student) I'm sorry. I guess I just didn't think it would be a huge inconvenience. Annie: (shakes her head) I'd like to point out that that's because you're not exactly the one being inconvenienced. By that, I mean the cooking and cleaning part of the deal! Eric: He's Matt's age. He's a guy. He should be pretty low maintenance. Annie: Do you have any idea how much a teenage boy eats? And we're already on a tight budget! I can barely handle the laundry as it is without it piling back up to the ceiling by bedtime! Oh, and then there's the little matter of space. Any idea where he's going to sleep? Eric: Well, Simon and Ruthie really miss being in the same room together. Annie: No, they don't.

Ruthie: (gets caught snooping in Guy's room) I, uh....thought I lost my Superball in here. Simon: Nice try, but I don't think it bounced into Guy's closed suitcase.

Simon: I'm not getting involved. If you're old enough to smoke, then you're old enough to light it yourself. Ruthie: I can't. I'm not allowed to play with matches. Simon: You're not allowed to smoke either, Einstein! Ruthie: Yeah, but I like learning stuff the hard way. Simon: Why? Ruthie: Because then I remember it longer. Simon: Yeah, well, if you smoke enough to get sick, you'll remember it for the rest of your life. Ruthie: Exactly! (holds out cigarettes) You know you want one.

Annie: He is kind of cute and charming. Eric: Um, did you say cute? Annie: Uh, yes, cute. That could be a problem, though. Eric: What kind of problem? Annie: We have two teenage girls in this house!

Matt: So, does Mom know about this yet? Annie: Does Mom know about what? Eric: Hi, honey. Annie: Hi. Ruthie: Daddy says we're gonna have a change student who eats snails come to live with us. Annie: (laughs) Oh, I don't think so, honey. Eric: No, what Ruthie meant to say was a "foreign exchange student".

Eric: Guy, this is Ruthie. Guy: Bonjour, Rutie. Ruthie: This is America. Speak English!

Mary: (speaking loudly and over-annunciating as she addresses the foreign exchange student) Wel-come to A-mer-i-ca. Eric: Mary, he's French, not deaf.

Annie: I think it's a good idea if both of you keep your distance from Guy for the time being. Mary: It's fine with me. Lucy: Me too. I'd like to put an entire continent between Guy and me. Mary: Yeah, double that.

Annie: (to Mary & Lucy) Why are you two so late? to Matt) And why are you so early? And where's Guy? I'd like a word with him. Matt: He's still at the pool hall with my date. Lucy: You mean your date is with my date. Mary: He's my date. He just took you because you invited yourself. Annie: The two of you are not dating anyone who lives in this house.

Ruthie: (to Simon who is moving back the bedroom with her) I knew you'd come crawling back.

Annie: Why don't you like Guy? Ruthie: He's a chavenistic pig? Annie: Ruthie! I don't even know what you know what that means! Ruthie: Well, I know what pig means.

Ruthie: What do French people eat? Matt: Snales. Ruthie: Eww! Is that true?! Eric: Well, not all the time.