Please, don't drop it! Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[Lip] That sausage is great, huh? [Debbie] Haven't had eggs in a while.

Somebody wanna get the pancakes?

[Fiona] What's all this? [JimmySteve] Debbie wakes up earlier than I do. I told her I never eat breakfast but she said it's her favorite. And since it's her birthday...

It's not her birthday.

[Debbie] I never said it was, I said I wished it was. [JimmySteve] Right, she said she wished it was.

Sorry, Deb, I totally misheard that. Perforated eardrum on the right.

Fifteen minutes before school, tops.

[Lip] Yeah, yeah, yeah. [Fiona] Ian, Lip, dishes soon as you're done.

[Fiona] Debbie, Carl... [Debbie] Yeah.

You're not... You forgot to take the trash out.

Hey, it's my birthday.

Yeah, you are-- you're doing the whole reverse fuckin' psychiatric whatever the fuck.

What cinnamon challenge things are you watching?

[Ian] You gotta put the chair back, Mickey.

It's Frank's fault.

If you're selling, we need to start dating other bars.

You rich fucks are goin' down.

Either you run the day or the day runs you.

[Franny] Mama's a loser.