Paul: So Rory, what do you like most about James Bond?
Rory: Hmm...I like that he has a license to kill.
Paul: (hears car horn) Me too.

Kyle: (answering cell phone) Wassup my brotha from anotha motha?

[Bridget walks downstairs dressed in tight pants and a short shirt]
Paul: Uh, Bridget, why are you dressed like that?
Kerry: Must be casual sex day at school.
Bridget: Hey, at least I get...
[Paul turns to Bridget]
Bridget: ...look good.
Paul: Okay, Cupcake, I think you missed the word "under" in underwear because I can see your bra and that slingshot your wearing under your pants.
Bridget: It's a thong.
Paul: It's floss.
Bridget: I can't wear anything else. Panty lines - Hello?
Paul: Panty lines - Hello, are fine. Actually they were a pretty big deal in my day.
Bridget: Well, we're the thong generation.
Paul: Well, maybe that's why your generation is so angry. You're walking around with a wedgie.

Bridget and Kerry: (both yelling at each other) I'm gonna kill you!!
Paul: Girls don't kill each other. (the girls still yell at each other; Paul waits a moment) At least I said it.

Bridget: No, Dad, it was coral. I can't wear a coral. I mean look at me. Hello, I'm a summer.

Paul: Does everyone have a cell phone? How much am I paying for these?
Bridget: Dad, you get the phones for free.

Cate: I just got here. I forgot to pick up my allergy medicine. Do you think you can drop by the pharmacy?
Paul: Oh man. You know I hate picking up that stuff.
Cate: No, no, no. It's really allergy medicine this time.

Cate: Keep Bridget off the phone and out of the mall.
Paul: I'm a man, not a miracle worker.

Paul: I do care, Kerry and I'll care even more when the game is over!

Kerry (to Bridget): Could ya take the fashion show outside? Those of us who can are trying to read.

Paul: Mom also said I was ready for fatherhood.

Paul: Off you go.

Kerry(when Bridget tells them her new beu Travis is a Basketball player): He's a baller.
Travis: Holla.
Kerry: Holla back, brotha.
Travis: Uh-huh.

Kerry(makes fun of Bridget shaking her head from side to side) Like, oh my God! I'm Bridget. I can't believe how much my head shakes when I talk.

Paul: Come on Cate, dance with me.
Cate: Oh, no, I'm not going to embarrass my daughter.
Paul: Fine, I'll dance by myself.