Party of Five

Charlie: Julia and I are completely different, okay. Do you think if five years ago mom and dad had predicted where we'd be right now, that me gettin' some girl pregnant would have been that far off? Because I don't think so. But Julia? Do you they'd have said that she'd be married and divorced to a motorcycle mechanic all by the ripe old age of twenty? And now this? I don't think so Bailey. So go ahead and blame me. Blame me becuase I want my kid sister to be everything she was supposed to be. Just don't do it where I can hear you, okay?

Sarah: Andrew's your choice. You love him and he's gonna be family, because you chose him. You know, kind of the way that you chose me when you decided to adopt me. But it's not blood or genes or DNA, and it's also not about a license or a ceremony either. It's a choice. And I don't know, I guess, you know, maybe I've made my choice too. And the Salingers have been my choice for a very long time now.

Julia: I don't get a vote in your life, you don't get a vote in mine. Bailey: This isn't about a vote, this is about keeping you safe.

Charlie: We can't just fly in there and beat the crap out of Ned. Bailey: Why the hell not? Charlie: Because it's not a cartoon, Bailey!

Claudia: What are you guys gonna do? (simultaneously:) Charlie: We're gonna talk to him. Bailey: We're gonna kill the guy.

Maggie: He convinced me that no one could love me the way he did. Not my parents, not my friends. He made me feel like I was this goddess, I was this idol to be worshipped.

Claudia: I'm cutting school and going down to Stanford today, Charlie. You can't stop me. Charlie: Claudia, you remember Mr. Day, our social worker? Claudia: Oh. Hi.

Ned: I mean, forget about meeting the family, right? Forget about the first kiss. The photograph. Blown up and framed. It's a very big step. It's like... evidence.

Charlie: Quitting's sort of your M.O., not mine.

Bailey: Here's me and Charlie fighting over Owen because we both want this and you come back here to give us your vote?! I don't think so. Your vote doesn't count anymore.

Julia: My family's problems are mine too. Ned: You know they'll just suck you back in where you don't wanna be.

Charlie: You're not Owen's mother, Sarah. Or even his sister or his aunt. You're his brother's girlfriend. I mean, are you prepared to raise a five-year-old kid that is not your own and never will be?