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- Linda Belcher: All right! You hear that, El Diablo? We're coming for you.
- Bob Belcher: All right, let's just keep this a secret from the kids, right? We don't want them coming in here and getting bitten.
- Linda Belcher: Aw, babies getting rabies.
- Louise Belcher: And finally, Jessica. Bland, boring Jessica. If she was a spice, she'd be flour. If she were a book, she'd be two books.
- Linda Belcher: [about Louise] What little girl doesn't want a slumber party?
- Bob Belcher: Are you really surprised, Lin? She's not the most social kid. She still hasn't accepted my friend request and I know she's seen it.
- Bob Belcher: I think you might be making too big a deal about this slumber party thing, Lin.
- Linda Belcher: It is a big deal. It's a part of growing up like getting braces or throwing rocks at cars.
- Bob Belcher: You used to throw rocks at cars?
- Linda Belcher: Yeah. Cars wouldn't even come down my street after a while 'cause they knew Linda would get 'em.
- Harley: I made an orange and yellow tie dye because my cat is orange and yellow and my cat's name is Popover. What's your cat's name?
- Louise Belcher: My cat's name is I Don't Have A Cat Stop Talking To Me Right Now, Harley!
- Harley: Aw, so cute. Where is it?
- Tina Belcher: Gene, is this your first time as a human shield?
- Gene Belcher: Yeah
- Tina Belcher: It's my third time. You're doing great.
- Linda Belcher: You know, if you wanted to, you could have a slumber party here, Louise. You can invite girls from your class.
- Louise Belcher: Have you met the girls from my class, Mom? Here's what I'm pretty sure is going through their heads every moment of the day: Stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers, stickers!
- Linda Belcher: What kind of stickers?
- Gene Belcher: I love stickers.
- Linda Belcher: All right! You hear that, El Diablo? We're coming for you.
- Bob Belcher: All right, let's just keep this a secret from the kids, right? We don't want them coming in here and getting bitten.
- Linda Belcher: Aw, babies getting rabies.
- Louise Belcher: Going home, huh, Jessica?
- Jessica: Yup. Just waiting for your dad to come back so he can drive me.
- Louise Belcher: Good. You really cut into my night.
- Jessica: So, I guess you're gonna tell everyone at school about this, right?
- Louise Belcher: I'm not gonna tell anybody. I'm no narc.
- Jessica: Oh.
- Louise Belcher: Make fun of you for wetting the bed? What is this, the '90s? Come on. You got a good system, though, huh? Bring plastic bags, go to bed early, then get up first and dispose of the evidence?
- Jessica: Yup.
- Louise Belcher: So why go to slumber parties at all?
- Jessica: My mom makes me. She's out of control.
- Louise Belcher: Well, I wouldn't know anything about that. Psych, my mom's crazy, too.
- Linda Belcher: You know, Ginger could've listened to me forever, but she had to take her daughter to a slumber party.
- Louise Belcher: Slumber party, huh? My condolences to Ginger's daughter.