The House

Grace and Frankie 5×1

Benjamin Le Day: Who the fuck are you?
Frankie: Who the fuck are you?
Benjamin Le Day: No, I "who-the-fuck-are-you"-ed first!
Frankie: Seems we're at an impasse.

Benjamin Le Day: It seems you're breaking and entering.
No, we just wanted to see the house again. We used to live here.
Frankie: Not to bore you with a bunch of legalese, but double stampsies, no erasies. We want our house back.
Benjamin Le Day: No takesies-backsies.
Frankie: Damn. I see you went to law school.

Frankie: Grace, I got this. You know, I knew the second we met we were gonna be amigos huevos.
Benjamin Le Day: Egg friends?
Frankie: Egg-xactly. And over eggs we're gonna dish about my gay ex and my black son. How much in common do we have?
Benjamin Le Day: I don't know, do you hate you?

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Robert: I think you're all overreacting. You can't go crazy every time an old person doesn't answer their phone. Either we don't want to or we don't know how.

Grace: Well, he sure didn't waste any time, did he? We only broke up today.
Frankie: Well, you did kind of break up with him, like, 14 times. And you did move without telling him. But let's not draw on facts. They're so over.

Frankie: Sometimes you just have to say "fuck it" and refuse to leave.

Frankie: We have seller's remorse! I know that because you sold it and now we're remorseful.

Mallory: We didn't manipulate you!
Brianna: We convinced you.
Mallory: And what does it matter? Sometimes you got to do what you got to do. Especially when you're worried about your mom who happens to be sitting inside on outside chairs in a house that she doesn't even own with a toaster but no electricity!
Grace: We have a blowtorch.
Coyote: Oh, you've got a blowtorch. Okay, then all seems well here.

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