Michael: I'm trying to relate to you.
Jimmy: No, you're trying to take me on some nostalgia trip. You're such a cliche.
Michael: Oh! says the dope-smoking, game-playing, live-at-home, world-owes-him-a-living millennial.

Stop it! You're ruining my yoga!

Bring me my coffee or I'm gonna cut your arm off!

Franklin: We're finna risk our lives to rob some motherfucking government killers again?
Michael: Yup.

Lamar: The fucker got fucked. He fucked the fucker himself.
Trevor: Shut up.