Clean Sweep

Elizabeth: I think the space speaks for itself. It's bad.

Madeline: You have a lot --- a lot of purses. Elizabeth: I change my bags to go with my outfit.

Tava: Keeping isn't cool. Elizabeth: No. Tava: Dude, you are so Peter's best friend right now.

Tava: Keep, Toss, Sell. Elizabeth: Keep. Tava: I can see who the bigger packrat is already.

Tava: (voiceover) Coming up, Peter digs into Elizabeth's past, but can he convince her to live in the present?

Madeline: Mom, I'm not happy with how much stuff we're keeping.

Peter: We're gonna start on this immediately. Let's go.

Madeline: It just moved from one tarp to another.

Tava: I'm fading away. Peter: She just fades into the fog, into the fog of the harbor.

Elizabeth: My girls might want that when they're older. Peter: Do you want this? Do you want this? Madeline: Hmm, let me think about it. No.

Madeline: Dad can come to the garage sale. Peter: Dad can come to the garage sale. Straight to Sell.

Madeline: That goes. Elizabeth: Aunt Catherine bought you that. Madeline: I know. I already apologized to her.

Peter: (screams at edge of screen) Elizabeth: Quick, quick, while he's gone.

Tava: (to auction bidder) 25? You're outbidding yourself. You already bid 20.

Madeline: (regarding the bedroom) Oh my gosh. This is unbelievable. Tava: I think Madeline is taking your room right now.

Tava: No clothes are showing, except your favorite coat.

Peter: When you come into the family room and there's no chance of family in the family room... Eric: Chair mania!

Peter: Let me guess --- zen den. Kelli: It is a zen den now.