- Celia Amonte: I just didn't think if you as the sailor type...
- Charlie: Oh 'cause you haven't seen my gills.
- Celia Amonte: [laughs]
- Charlie: So, tell me about your mum. Uh, what kind of person does she normally go out with?
- Vicky: No one.
- Charlie: ...Good. Uh, what does she like? What is she comfortable with?
- Vicky: Fish. We're fish people. We come from generations of fish people. She's comfortable with fish.
- Charlie: All right, yeah. I can work with that.
- Charlie: I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't get out on the ocean, smell the salt and the waves and the...fish.
- Celia Amonte: Did you, uh, grow up near the ocean?
- Charlie: Well, on it, really. My dad was a tug, tug...boat...pilot. Captain.
- Celia Amonte: Oh.
- Charlie: Tug boat captain.
- Daniel: [aside] Your dad was a drunken liar.
- Charlie: Oh I must've misread the... I just... I thought you wanted to see me again...
- Celia Amonte: Charles? I do want to see you again but just, not on the ocean...
- Charlie: Oh phew! And I thought it was me.