S1E1: 11:24: Dylan G: You're breathing shitty.

S1E1: 11:26: Dylan G: You sick?

S1E1: 11:30: Dylan G: Mmm. If you breathe on me, I'll rip your larynx out.

S1E1: 11:40: Dylan G: Nah. Endorphins.

S1E1: 11:43: Dylan G: Petey better not be out for the day, cause I'm about zero seconds from wrapping the Tumwater file, and he needs to process it.

S1E1: 11:52: Dylan G: If he doesn't process today, they won't know until Tuesday of next week. It's typical Lumon bullshit.

S1E1: 12:01: Dylan G: Goddamn it, Irv. We warned you.

S1E1: 12:04: Dylan G: No, we sincerely hate it. How many reasons did we come up with?

S1E1: 12:10: Dylan G: Eight reasons. Chief among them the latent condescension.

S1E1: 12:17: Dylan G: Yeah. What kind of a shit dad are you?

S1E1: 12:26: Dylan G: Yeah, and if he doesn't see me finish, I might get passed over for refiner of the quarter and miss out on my g*dd*mn waffle party.

S1E1: 12:38: Dylan G: I still don't buy they actually incentivized creamer.

S1E1: 12:44: Dylan G: That's f*cked, dude.

S1E1: 12:52: Dylan G: Oh, uh-oh. Irv's got claws today.