- Bree: [followed closely by Adam and Chase] Mr. Davenport, I can not stand them anymore. Can they please go live in your warehouse?
- Donald Davenport: Bree, the warehouse is where I keep my explosive chemicals.
- Bree: Like I said, can they please go live in your warehouse?
- Donald Davenport: I do not have any extra rooms.
- Tasha Davenport: You have a pool table room, bumper car room, arcade room, surf simulator room - not to mention a room full of mirrors.
- Donald Davenport: Yeah, or as I like to call it, a room full of me.
- Leo: So, Big D, can I ask you a question?
- Donald Davenport: I don't know. CAN you?
- Leo: [despairingly] Heh. It's funny every time.
- [Adam brings an ugly, rat-infested chair into the lab]
- Chase Davenport: Adam, get that chair out of here right now.
- Adam: Well if I do that, then where's the rat supposed to live?
- Chase Davenport: How 'bout we check with the neighbors' cat?
- Leo: [to the lunch lady] Uh, would you mind carrying me over to that girl who's walking away in disgust?
- Adam: [bursting into the room] That horse just ate my giant plastic chili cheese-dog and I'm afraid to see what happens next.
- Donald Davenport: Remember when you shocked me earlier? Yeah, neither do I because I pass out when I'm electrocuted.
- Tasha Davenport: Do you have any idea what he's talking about?
- Donald Davenport: Nope. I just smile and nod until it's over.
- Chase Davenport: Leo, what're you talkin' about?
- Leo: I'd love to tell you more but I've lost my ability to trust.