"Ryan says that you and Brendon are on a trip up to Canada to become men."
"What the hell? How would we become men in Canada? ... What do you mean become men?"
"There absolutely needs to be more Spencer hugging in the world!"
"Well, I can’t think of a more compelling argument than that. ’He’d probably go for it.’ Awesome. You missed your calling as a motivational speaker, Jon.”
“I’m young, there’s still time.”
“You light up whenever he walks in the room. It kind of makes me want to slap you.”
"Spencer's a little bit gay."
"You're all a little bit gay."
"I may or may not have had a psychotic break and sold everything I own. I don't want to talk about it."
"I am about to kick Jon’s ass on such an epic scale. Seriously epic. Someone will write songs about the ass kicking I am about to deliver.”
“Bill has a really good imagination.”
“And a romantic soul. He told me so himself. Right before he stuck his hands down my pants.”
"I find my own judge… judgment syllabically comprised.”
“…I think you mean ‘similarly compromised’.”
"I do?"
"Only if you want that sentence to make any sense."
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but that whole ‘stealing his brain’ thing? I made that up. I don’t really have any evil plans.”
“Well, you were always kind of endearing, I guess. He must see something in you.”
“Wow. Thanks. I’m pretty sure he’s just using me to further his career ambitions. The second he can swap me out for some Commodore or Admiral, I’ll be old news.”
“Yeah, well, Jim here didn’t exactly go announcing it the entire ship when he had hemorrhoids, either, but he still told me. On account of I’m the goddamn doctor."
“Gee, Bones, thanks for telling Spock about that.”
"I totally just saw your buttcrack."
"You saw one of my buttcracks."
"Oh no, really? Does he still have that rubbish beard."
"No, no beard this time--well, a wife."
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