Hung Season 1 Episode 6

Ray: (voice-over) In two years, no one came to my games. Now, here we were in the worst losing streak of my life, and my ex-wife, my two kids, and my pimp were all sitting up there, side by side.

Ray: (voice-over) It was looking like another losing game. So many teams were having us for lunch, I barely remembered how to win.

Jessica: (referring to their financial situation) I just need to know the numbers.
Ronnie: I don't know the exact numbers, Jess. But if you want to help, you can make a list of potential household cutbacks...or you could always get a job.

Tanya: Now look. Ray is my employee. Now, you cannot get to him except through me. We are inextricably linked.
Jemma: Who's Ray? You mean Randall?
Tanya: No, I do not mean Randall. I mean...there is no Ray! You know what? You're fired! That's right, I'm firing you as a client! You know, I've had enough of you...and women like you! Good riddance!

(Tanya meets Damon for the first time)
Tanya: (to Ray) Oh, uh, so is this your...
Damon: Hi.
Tanya: Hi! You must be Ray's...
Ray: Yeah, Tanya. This is my kid. Damon, Tanya.
Tanya: Wow...I think I see the resemblance. Yeah, uh...the eyebrows? Right?

Jemma: Tell me what you f***ing do for a living.
Ray: I'm a coach. I'm a high school basketball coach.
Jemma: I wanna see you do it. I mean...coach.

Ray: My name's Ray.
Jemma: More...tell me more.
Ray: No.
Jemma: Please?
Ray: No.
Jemma: I'll pay you...lots.
Ray: What do you think I am, a whore?
Jemma: Yeah. Yes, you're a whore.

Ronnie: Are you drinking enough water lately?
Jessica: What?
Ronnie: You look dehydrated.
Jessica: Is that some kind of dermatology put-down?

Ray: (voice-over) Just because we've lost, just because the past is not what we wanted it to be, does not mean we cannot change. In an instant, we could. What do you want to think tonight when you replay this in your head?

Damon: (referring to Darby and Hammer) All she cares about is her fat-ass boyfriend.
Ray: Hey, give it a rest, Damon. Maybe she sees something you don't.
Damon: What are you talking about?
Ray: I'm saying people are complex. They're like onions. You peel a layer, and sometimes you find something you weren't expecting.
Damon: No, you don't. You just find more onion.

Jemma: Are you a fireman?
Ray: No.
Jemma: Policeman?
Ray: No.
Jemma: A plumber?
Ray: No.
Jemma: Stop torturing me.
Ray: No.
Jemma: You're making me want to fuck you.
Ray: I'm gonna charge you double.

Darby: Do you have any idea how much of an idiot you are? I mean, you don't even have a personality.
Damon: I do too have a personality.
Darby: No, you don't. Even the goth kids think you're a poser.

Ray: (talking to his players during the game) If we believe we're better than others believe we are... If we play with our hearts, the box score doesn't matter. The scoreboard... doesn't matter. We win. We win.

Ray: You want to go steady?
Jemma: Well, like, you want to take me to your house And play 'seven minutes in heaven'?
Ray: Mmm hmm...yeah. Maybe I won't charge you anymore.
Jemma: Oh, but then it wouldn't be as fun.