ABBY: Are we spending Christmas together?
LUKA: That’s what you said last night.
ABBY: No, I didn’t. 
LUKA: Well, you probably don’t remember other things you said…
ABBY: Shut up! I never said anything about us.
LUKA: We should. 
ABBY: We should? (he nods) …Okay. I should change.
LUKA: I’ll help.

That’s all that was… a show-crush.

VIOLET: Oh my god! How did you- when-?
PETE: Bail. I kept my mouth shut. I cooperated. 

I was sitting on the beach in front of the house and this little girl named June came over to see what was inside the basket. I told her his name was Henry. And then she asked who I was. And I said, “I am Henry’s mom”

I wanna have fun. Yeah, I wanna laugh, I want us to love each other, because we do love each other. And I think that is more important than unpacking all the crap that we’ve been lugging around. So let’s not unpack it, let’s just drop the damn suitcases (…) I just wanna love you. I love you, Violet.