Garren: I wonder why cooks wear white when they cook? It just doesn't make sense. 

Garren: I feel like I belong in the forest. 

Ryker: Some flies suck blood. Did you know that mom?

Me: You mean mosquitoes? 

Ryker: Ya, mosquitoes!

Garren: No one is perfect except God. 

(Pause)

Ryker: I'm a little bit perfect. 

Ryker: Jetpacks are real. If you fly up to a rainbow and eat it you'll get rainbow sickness. 

Ryker: Soap and water makes things fall off. Like paint... and artwork...

Ryker: You don't even have a job and dad does. You're just doing guinea pig work and cooking...

Ryker: I just want to stay here and talk to the people that talk like me.

Dannika: In the United States?

Garren: Should I call dad's beard when it grows up, Whiskers?

Ryker: I like that eating machine. (referring to the paper shredder)

Ryker: Garren, I'm not getting any older here. (Stuck sitting at the top end of the teeter totter.)

Ryker: I'm not dressed. Don't talk to me.