Now and Again Season 1 Episode 8

Dr. Theo: You're to be dressed and ready to go by noon. Shirt, tie, jacket.
Michael: Should I bring my last report card to show everybody?

Dr. Theo: I'm not talking about changing the oil, tightening the fan belt. I'm talking about an appreciation for great engineering and beautiful design. A car like this is a piece of sculpture ... a work of art.
Michael: That makes me feel bad.
Dr. Theo: Why?
Michael: I think your art's overheating.

Michael: You're angry and I understand that.
Lisa: You're inconsiderate and I don't.

Michael: Oh, that's nothing. Wait till you see the bullets bounce off my chest.

Heather: So, you like watching football?
Michael: I used to love watching football with my little girl on Thanksgiving, yeah.
Heather: Can't do it anymore?
Michael: Well, we usually don't spend the holidays together anymore.
Heather: I'm sorry.
Michael: Don't be. I see her from time to time, she seems pretty great.

Heather: I guess I'm thankful I didn't end up some gangster's moll for the rest of my life.
Lisa: I'll second that. I'm just thankful that we're all safe. And what about you, Mr. Newman? What are you thankful for? Mr. Newman?
Michael: (eating pie) I'm thankful the Doc's sitting over there.

Dr. Theo: He's on a strict diet.
Heather: I don't see why.
Michael: Neither do I.

Dr. Theo: Next to you this car is probably the most precious possession I have. I can't abandon it. I can't let you hurt it. I'm sorry, but this car means everything to me.
Michael: Have any idea how pathetic that sounds?
Dr. Theo: Some.

Dr. Theo: Oh, yes. If you sass my Grandma Pearl tomorrow I will personally open up the stitches in the back of your skull and pull whatever's left of your personality out. Do you understand me?
Michael: I'll make you proud, Doc.
Dr. Theo: You'd better.

Heather: Hey, you guys are in the government, right? Aren't you, like, packing? 'Cause if you are, now would be a good time to pull out your heaters and throw down.
Dr. Theo: We are I.R.S. agents. We do not pack.
Lisa: Well, do something. For goodness sake. Threaten them with an audit.