8 Simple Rules

Bridget: You promised to take me driving today. Paul: I didn't say as soon as it became today, I said sometime today. Bridget: This is sometime. Paul: So is later.

(Kyle walks towards Bridget, Paul blocks Kyle's path) Kyle: Uh, i was gonna give Bridget a kiss good bye.. Paul: I know.

Paul: Did you get milk? Cate: Ohh..... Paul: Not as easy as it looks huh?

Cate: You can't prevent your daughters from growing up just because you're scared. Paul: They should tell you that when you bring them home from the hospital.

Rory: I need help with my math homework. Paul: Rory, we're just a little busy right now, okay. Rory: Just one question. If a car is going 60 miles an hour and can drive 300 miles on a tank of gas. What time will it be when Bridget gets to Tijuana?

Paul: So how did your shoe shopping go with Rory? Cate: $85. Paul: $85? For a pair of sneakers? I've got to see these. Cate: Well go look out the window. He's riding his bike over them so they don't look new. Paul: That's nice.

Cate: It's either shoes or college. Rory: I'm not exactly college material.

Paul: Bridget is not ready to drive a car. Cate: I think she's ready for her license. When I take her out she's perfectly fine. Paul: Well sure she's relaxed. If she crashes with you in the car at least there's a nurse on the scene.

Paul: I don't think I can sleep. My heart is racing. You're a nurse. Feel my heart. Cate: There is nothing wrong with your heart, Paul. Paul: What do you know? You're not a doctor; you're just a nurse.

Paul: You'll get your license when I say you can get your license. Bridget: This is so unfair! I have jumped over every hoop!

Kerry: You know, I can't see why you're so against letting Bridget get behind the wheel. Bridget: Thank you, Kerry. Kerry: Although she has had a lot more practice in the backseat.

Paul:: Fine, you can take the minivan. Bridge: You want me to drive the Loser Cruiser?!

Rory: Uh, Dad... Paul: Not right now, Rory! Rory: But it's important! Paul: I said just a minute! Rory: (opens front door) Well okay... Paul: Is that my car? Is that Bridget driving my car? Without a license?! Rory: Oh, so now you wanna know.

Bridget: See mom thinks I'm ready to drive. Paul: Mom also thought I was ready for fatherhood.

Paul: Any idiot can drive a car. Kerry: Then let her [Bridget} get her license.

Paul: Off you go...

Paul: You're going to have to think of other ways to get places. Bridget: I need more boyfriends.