Dr. Larry Fleinhardt: You know that it's considered unsolvable?
Charlie Eppes: Well, certainly people who have failed to solve it might think that.
Don (picks up paper airplane off floor): Who made this?
Charlie: Me. Why?
Don: Well, wings are a little thin here, buddy.
Charlie: Forgive me if all my years of advanced applied mathematics take issue with that assessment.
Don: Yeah, well, you’ll forgive me if all my years of high school detention say I’m right.
David: What's the first thing a New Yorker notices about L.A.?
Megan: No good pizza.
David: Okay, what's the second thing?
Amita Ramanujan: Oh, by the way...Larry called, from his string theory conference. He was confused about something.
Charlie Eppes: What, his--his double special relativity theory?
Amita Ramanujan: No. Whether he was in St. Louis or Cleveland.
Charlie Eppes: (sighs) He's so geographically challenged. Where is his conference?
Amita Ramanujan: Minneapolis.
Oswald Kittner: I get shot at and you guys respond to it by doing math?
Charlie Eppes: That's how we roll at CalSci.
Charlie:: You're rocketing into space Larry, there's no downside in packing a lucky shirt.
Larry: Well, it's only six months, though I will be traveling two hundred and fifty miles above the earth at eighteen thousand miles an hour. It's only a phone call away...albeit a very expensive phone call.
Charlie Eppes: Dad got shot. During a hold up at a grocery store. It was pretty...upsetting.
Don Eppes: Yeah, I bet.
Charlie Eppes: And Mom made pancakes.
Don Eppes: Pancakes?
Charlie Eppes: I don't even dream normally...