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Liam: we all like a bad boy though, don't we?

Mason: Yeah, but not a fucking serial killer, Liam.

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Mason: Why are we doing this, Liam! It's so dangerous!

Liam: My middle name is danger.

Mason: Dude, your middle name is Eugene.

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Theo: I'm fine.

Liam: You don't look fine.

Theo: Then stop looking.

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Theo to Liam in season 6b: I just wanna be friends.

Theo: Plus a little extra.

Theo: Also I love you.

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Mason: So, how the most beautiful person in the world doing?

Corey: I don't know, how are-

Hayden, not looking up from her phone: Gwen's doing fine.

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Jenna: Come here, son.

Theo: Liam's in his room.

Jenna: I meant you.

Theo, voice cracking: Okay.

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I am willing to do a lot of things but admit I'm cold after Hayden told me to bring a jacket is not one of them.

- Gwen

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*In the hospital after the final battle*

Nolan: So, how long have you been a good guy?

Theo: What day it it?

Nolan: Tuesday.

Theo: About a week.

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Gwen: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleave.

Theo: Don't you meant tricks?

Hayden: She did not.

Gwen, pulling several knives out her sleeves: I did not.

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Brett and Lori totally had a sibling relationship where Brett was super proud of his little sister and would tell everybody how amazing she was but whenever Brett did anything Lori would imediatly shout, "I don't know him!" because he was constantly embarrassing her.

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Kidnapper: I have your child!

Theo: which one? I have many.

Kidnapper: The loud annoying one.

Theo: Which one? I have many.

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Theo: Life is like Liam...

Theo: It's short.

Liam: GO FUCK YOURSELF!

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Liam: I am a mature adult, I can totally handle this.

Theo: You're sitting on a table eating chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs.

Liam: Which is IRRELEVANT to this discussion.

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*Over text*

Corey: Send a dick pick.

Mason: *Sends picture of Theo*

Corey: Touché.

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Stiles: What the fuck!.

Coach: Language, stilinski!

Stiles: Whom thy sexual intercourse.

Coach: What the fuck.

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Liam: Remember at our wedding when you said you'd take me even at my worst, to death do us part?

Theo: What did you do.

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*Planning*

Theo: I have an idea.

Liam: No murder.

Theo: I no longer have an idea.