Why pick one favorite character when you can simply adopt every single one of them (except for the Dearborns, they go straight into the trashcan)?
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Will: I think I found a way to make money
Gabriel: You'd make a decent stripper
Will: I'd make an AMAZING stripper, but that's not what I'm talking about...
Alastair: Damn right, I'm pretty
Matthew: I said "petty"
Will: A ghost slapped my ass.
Jem: What? Did I hear that right?
Will: You heard me right. A. Ghost. Slapped. My. Ass.
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Christopher: People tell me I have a unique way to lighting up a room.
Thomas: That's called arson and those people are witnesses.
Interviewer: What do you think you could bring to this job?
Christopher: Bring to it? Oh, umm...
Christopher: I could bring...
Christopher: ... some tea and cakes to it? Would you like that?
Henry: You know, if things had gone differently in my life, I would have been a pilot.
Henry: Hey, what would happen if you turn the remote off and then back on real fast?
Jessamine: Yeah, you would have been a great pilot...
James: I can't believe you told on me, Lucie!
Will: And I'm currently glad she did, young man!
Will to Tessa: That sounds scary. I am nailing this!
Lucie: I'm going into the kitchen, want anything?
Matthew: Vodka
Lucie: It's 7 in the morning??
Matthew: ...
Matthew: with toast.
Will: Family, I want you to meet my falcon. I'm a falconer now.
James: And yet for Christmas I got a wrapped scrambled egg.
Gabriel: Please. Don't try to act like you guys care!
Will: Oh, thank God.
Alastair: Thomas, can you forgive me? Matthew forgave me.
Matthew, angry: Yeah, I can't wait for you to fall asleep tonight.
Henry: If you're open to me getting a pet...
Charlotte: Yeah, of course. Get a dog.
Henry: No, I don't want a dog. I want a cockatoo to take rollerblading. How cool would that be?
Tessa: I make it policy never to date a peasant!
Cecily: Same
Tessa: Aren't you engaged to Gabriel?
Cecily: Aren't you married to my brother?
Tessa: ...
Cecily: ...
James: Where is Matthew?
Thomas: Well, apparently Matthew won a big award...
James: Nice try. The only person who'd believe that would be Matthew.
Christopher: He's in jail!
Thomas: Kit, what did I say?
Christopher: That it was only a matter of time?
Thomas, blushing: Okay, no, didn't say THAT.
James (internally): I won't be awkward today.
Cordelia: Hey.
James: Good, thanks.
Will: How about have a seat? Maybe you'd like a glass of water?
Matthew: Anything with a little more kick?
Will: Seriously, Matthew, you're in my office.
Matthew: You're right. I don't know what I was thinking-
Will, pouring whisky in two glasses: You want ice, you're out of luck.
James: But I can't go outside. I'm allergic to pollen and social situations.
*at the mall*
Lucie: Dad, look! Santa's here! I want to sit on his lap!
Will: Jeez, Lucie, come on. You're too old for that.
Lucie: I'm gonna ask him for a family trampoline.
Will: Holy crap, GET YOUR ASS UP THERE!
James: For the millionth time, Cordelia and I are just friends.
Lucie: *sneezes*
Lucie: Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit.
Christopher and Thomas: *sing together*
Christopher: Wow, we sound amazing!
Thomas: I know. That was incredible. You know, we should do something with this.
Christopher: Yeah, maybe we could open up a mattress store!
Thomas: ...
Thomas: Or we could try singing?
Matthew: Jamie, what's that note?
Christopher: Bet it's from a girl in the lunchroom who wants a taste of corn dog.
Thomas: Was that a sex joke?
Christopher: It's...
Christopher: ...
Christopher: I don't know, shut up.
Will: I don't always make great decisions under pressure.
*a few weeks ago*
Tessa: What the fucking hell is this?!
Will: An Alpaca! I got the last one!
Will: If you had food on your face, would you want me to tell you?
Gabriel, wiping over his face: Where? Did I get it?
Will: Oh, no, not now. It was last week.
Will: I didn't know whether or not to tell you, but everyone was staring.
Will: Sucks to be you, I guess.
Lucie: He's vanished into thin air. Why is it always the great-looking ones who do that?
Matthew: I'm making an effort not to be insulted.
Lucie: I mean... men.
Matthew: Okay, thanks, that really helped...
Matthew: I hope I can be as cool as you guys in 30 years.
Will, whispering: Does he think we're 50?
Gabriel, whispering back: No, no, he's just really bad at math.
Christopher, holding two pairs of shoes: Ok, gun to your head: which pair should I bring?
Matthew: Gun to my head? I'd say pull the trigger.
Benedict Lightworm: I was able to raise three fully functional kids!
Charlotte: You have three kids I don't know about?!
Tessa: Oh, could you grab me an extra virgin?
Will: I think one's enough for the sacrifice.
Tessa: Olive oil, Will...