Charley: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.
Bendy: But are you shuffling?
Charley: Everyday.
Barley: What language are you two speaking?

Edgar: Bendy and I got married!
Boris: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

Charley: I still don't have a New Year's resolution.
Alice: You could lose a few.
Barley: You could be less lazy.
Bendy: Don't be such a b****.
Charley: Okay DAMN, S***.

Bendy: I'd roast you, but my mom says you can't burn trash.
Bendy: *slow-mo walks out of the room*

Boris: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Alice's birthday invitations.
Bendy: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Boris: "Alice's birthday".
Bendy: So, what do they say instead?
Boris: "Alice's bi".
Bendy:
Bendy: Works out either way.

Boris: Charley, get that hidious thing out of the living room, would you?
Charley: Alice, Boris wants you to get out of the house.

Alice: I'm hot, I'm tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

Barley: Next time I'm at the pet store, I'm gonna take a hamster and drop it in the scorpion cage. I wanna see what a hamster's face looks like when it goes, "oh, f***."

Barley: Something tells me Alice's going to be a bit more unhinged today...
Alice, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, Bendy isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

Alice: Are you busy?
Barley: Yes.
Alice: Cool, listen to this.

Bendy: Even Charley and I have been getting closer. The other day, they gave me half of their sandwich.
Charley: I mistook them for a garbage can.

Alice: What? I'm not aggressive!
Edgar: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?
Alice: Survival of the fittest, b****.

Boris: F*** capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities.
Boris, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.

Alice: Theater kids are just choir kids who joined forces with the band and strings kids.

Charley: Do you want to be the Sun in my life?
Bendy: Yes.
Charley: Good, then stay 92,935,700 miles away from me

Bendy: Can I have some water?
Edgar: *starts chugging their water bottle*
Edgar: *chokes from drinking too fast*
Edgar: *spills water all over themself*
Edgar, coughing: I don't have any water.

Boris, watching Barley do something stupid: Alice, you're officially only the second highest risk here.
Alice: Hell yeah! I'm gonna—
Boris: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.

Bendy: How does that even work?
Alice, mocking them: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?!
Bendy: Your face doesnt make sense.

Alice: Whether or not I pay income taxes is none of the government's business.
Barley: No, well, actually, it is.
Alice: You don't know my name or what I look like, good luck finding me.

Edgar: I'm very scary.
Boris: You're about as scary as a wet kitten.
Edgar: Wet kittens are cute, at least I've got that going for me.
Boris: And small.
Edgar:
Edgar: ...Yeah, yeah. I guess.

Edgar: If I didn't know better, Boris, I'd say you were scared.
Boris: Heh, scared?
*absolute silence*
Boris: DID YOU HEAR THAT?!

Charley: Did you take out Bendy as I requested?
Edgar: Bendy has been taken out, yes.
Charley: You have my grat-
Edgar: It was a great restaurant.
Edgar: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.
Edgar: Bendy proposed afterwards- we're filing the wedding papers.

Bendy: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me.
Alice: But did I make you cry?
Bendy: *cries on the spot*
Alice: ...S***.

*playing twister*
Alice: Right hand red.
Edgar: *ends up on top of Bendy*
Bendy: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?
Alice: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

Bendy: Charley is forbidden from monologuing.

Barley: I'm quick at math.
Edgar: Ok, what's 38 times 76?
Barley: 24.
Edgar: That wasn't even close.
Barley: But it was quick.

Edgar: Who hurt you?
Bendy: *snorting* What, do you want a list?
Edgar: ...Yes, actually.

Edgar: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Bendy a little bit.
Boris, holding Edgar's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Edgar: No, that's our joint tombstone.
Boris: My mistake.

Bendy: .. .-. - / … - .-. .-. -.- (translation: I'M SORRY)
Boris: What's that?
Bendy: Remorse code.
Boris: I'm even angrier now.

Bendy: Ah, Hello again. We really need to stop meeting like this.
Boris: Maybe we would, if you would sTOP BREAKING INTO MY F***ING HOUSE!

Alice: A butterfly! Hey, little guy, gal or nonbinary pal!
Edgar: Can a butterfly be nonbinary?
Alice: I mean, maybe? I don't judge.
Barley, staring dreamily out of the window: Ah, have you ever imagine having butterfly wings? Then-
Charley: Then it would be inconvenient as f***. Your wings would smack every doorframe and your clothes would have to have holes in the back.
Bendy: Also, your wing's paper thin, so even a six year old aimed a NERF gun at it would... Yeah...
Boris: *sips coffee* According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a-
Barley: No, nononono. You f***ers have already shattered my dream, you don't get the f***ing privilege to make that reference.
Edgar: Also, it's about a butterfly, not a bee... Why would you make that reference?
Alice: You clearly have not lived with them long enough.

Charley: Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit, and wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
Bendy: That's deep.
Alice: That means that ketchup is a smoothie.
Bendy: That's deeper.
Boris: ...You guys are idiots.