John Krasinski credited as playing...
Carter Rutherford
- Carter Rutherford: Wait. Where were you two?
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Out.
- Lexie Littleton: Nowhere.
- Carter Rutherford: Did you *kiss* her?
- Lexie Littleton: Now wait a minute.
- Carter Rutherford: I want answers!
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Yeah, I kissed her! On the mouth, twice! And I liked it. A lot!
- Carter Rutherford: Oh you did, did you?
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Yeah!
- Lexie Littleton: Thanks.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: You're welcome.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: [as they prepare to fight] I just want to say, stay away from my right knee.
- Carter Rutherford: Watch my left shoulder.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: I will. Also, my right hindquarter. Behind my right thigh, but really, the *whole* hindquarter.
- Carter Rutherford: Well, you wouldn't punch me in the back, would you? Because I got a bad back.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: No, never. Let's just go for the face.
- Carter Rutherford: Me too, just hit me in the face.
- Carter Rutherford: [Wants to fight Dodge over Lexie] Okay, we can do this right here, or we can go outside.
- Lexie Littleton: Get him, Dodge!
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: We got a game in five days.
- Lexie Littleton: What?
- Carter Rutherford: What, you think you're gonna hurt me?
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: I might.
- Lexie Littleton: Did you hear what he just called me?
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: He's a little drunk.
- Carter Rutherford: [Scoffs] I'm not drunk, you coward!
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Really? Cause your sleeve's on fire.
- Carter Rutherford: I thought you liked me.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Look, she's too old for you.
- Lexie Littleton: What? Well, you're too old for *me*!
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Well, you got me on that one.
- Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: [looking at Carter's plays] I guess I should get a couple of diagrams of the plays we run.
- Carter Rutherford: Sure. Yeah. These are a lot like your plays, only a little more... effective.
- Carter Rutherford: CC tells me you're printing that story.
- Lexie Littleton: I haven't decided.
- Carter Rutherford: You're not a reporter. You're a *liar*.
- Lexie Littleton: Slow down there, Kaiser.
- Carter Rutherford: If you just wanted a story, then why didn't the Trib send one of their hacks with a cigar stuffed in their snout. But, no, they sent you to snuggle up and play nice.
- Lexie Littleton: I never was much for cigars, but if it'd make you feel better...
- Carter Rutherford: Maybe I should just leave twenty bucks on the bed stand!