"If you want it told right... about me, the girl I lost that night... with all the facts, and all the drama... then th…"

"You have to tell it in a certain way, so that it sounds right... so it sounds realistical."

"[To Mary.] See... logicalistically... I can tell from your eyes that you're lying. How does that make you and Jesus f…"

"[To Eddie.] You have a temperature of at least three or four hundred!"

"[At Bridget's suggestion that her car keys may be in her room, in her desk.] No, wait. That was, like, simple logic, …"

"[About the location of her car keys.] I have 20/20 on these things. And things tell me... [Turns to look to the livin…"

"[Scoffs.] Babysit? You're joking. No. No! I'm a tutor, I don't... I don't even look like a babysitter anymore."

"Getting back to me, my feelings are these: Logicalistically... I can't babysit anymore!"

"What do you mean, overnight? Like... stay over the night? Probably... no, not probably gonna happen. No way. No!"

"[To Lucy, lifting up her shirt to expose her abdomen.] This one right here is a scar from when a piece of glass cut r…"