Baby: I'm the baby; gotta love me!
[Said at the beginning of each episode]
Earl Sinclair: Honey, I'm home!
Earl: Good morning, my family who loves me.
Baby: Not the mama.
Earl: All right, that ends right now. I've had it up to here with this "not the mama". I am not "not the nama", I'm your daddy, and you only get one, buster, and that's what you're gonna call me. Daddy. Now say "Daddy".
Earl: Say "Daddy".
[Baby still refuses]
Earl: Okay, all right, all right. Say "da".
Earl: Say "dee".
Earl: [chuckles] Fran!
Earl: He loves me, listen to him!
Baby: Daddy, Daddy!
Baby: Daddy, Da-Daddy, Da-Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. NOT THE MAMA!
Earl Sinclair: Dinosaurs. Big laughs. Small brains.
Baby Sinclair: She's too controlling, I wanna wear a dress!
Baby: I'm a *big* boy!
Earl Sinclair: [Fran is giving Earl the silent treatment because he mistakenly buried her mother alive; Earl reads from the apology card he bought] What can I say? I've ruined your day, and made you all angry and surly. How could I make such a thoughtless mistake? And bury your mother too early.
Earl Sinclair: [Fran continues to ignore him] Aw come on, Fran! They wouldn't make these cards if it didn't happen all the time!
[Earl wants a raise]
B.P. Richfield: Sinclair, you dog. Twenty-five years you've been working here and I never thought you'd have the guts to take me on! But take me on, you do, mano e mano, man to man. That's guts-balls, Sinclair. I like a guy with guts-balls. LIKE HIM!
[slams the sides of his trailer]
B.P. Richfield: So I guess I'm gonna have to take your little ultimatum seriously.
Earl: Oh I do hope so, sir.
B.P. Richfield: Cuz the someone who puts a gun to my head...
Earl: Oh n-no, sir.
B.P. Richfield: ...MUST BE PREPARED TO BACK UP HIS THREAT! So I'm gonna ask you, d'ya want a raise or what?
Earl: ...uh... or what, sir.
B.P. Richfield: What puts you in the position to ask for more money?
Earl: Well sir, I have a growing family, who I need more money to take care of.
B.P. Richfield: Well, Where is this my fault?
Earl: I'm not blaiming you, sir.
B.P. Richfield: THEN WHY DO I HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR FAMILY!
Earl: I'm only asking for more money, sir.
B.P. Richfield: No, the way I see it is, you don't need more money, you need less family!
Earl: But I love my family!
B.P. Richfield: Well obviously you do, since you're willing to lose your job for them.
B.P. Richfield: You face me down, asking me for more money. I ain't gonna give it to ya. So ya got no alternative but to look me in the eye and say...
Earl: [leaving] I'm sorry.
B.P. Richfield: ...I QUIT!
Earl: I quit?
B.P. Richfield: Oh, sorry to lose ya, Sinclair, after all these years.
Earl: But sir I like this company. I always dreamed I'd go somewhere with this company.
B.P. Richfield: No dreams, Sinclair. No dreams for you. You are what you are and that's all you're ever gonna be. Except not with this company. Best thing for you to do is realize that now. You'll thank me.
Earl: But sir...
B.P. Richfield: THANK ME!
Earl: uh th-thank you, sir.