My Boys

American television sitcom

My Boys (2006–2010), created by Betsy Thomas, about a female sports columnist in Chicago. PJ has to deal with her romantic relationships while her world is dominated by her group of male friends.

Season 1

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PJ: I've come to realize that almost everything in dating and relationships has a parallel to sports. Specially baseball. No. That´s probably because that´s what I do. I´m a sportswriter for the Chicago Sun Times. I cover the Cubs. It´s like for example your friends are you team. Okay that was easy.

Mike: After the third date chicks start expecting something.
PJ: Like a fourth date?

Brendan: So guys, I have some, uh... yeah, I guess we can call it news... Well, I was gonna come up and say this...
PJ: You broke up with Wendy.
Brendan: Yeah, how did you know?
PJ: Dude, you've broken up with her like 83 times. It was a good guess.
Kenny: Yeah, it´s like either you ate a hot dog today or you broke up with Wendy.
Mike: Yeah, it´s like you played Metallica on your radio show today or you broke up with Wendy.
PJ: It´s like you broke up with Wendy today or you broke up with Wendy.

Brendan: You know what I mean, right? Nothing happened.
PJ: Hum... huh.
Brendan: What "huh"?
PJ: Brendan, you got a bootie-call.
Brendan: What? No, I told you nothing happened. We just talked.
PJ: No I know. See, sex is the guy´s bootie-call, you got the girl bootie-call.
Mike: The girl bootie call?
PJ: Yeah, it's the most complex of all bootie-calls. You see, with the girl bootie-call she needs that emotional fix. You know, the "hold me I'm scared", "I´m so lonely here without you." The minute she finds somebody else, you're out.

PJ: Hey, do you wanna see my baseball card collection? It's in my bedroom!
Bobby: That is some collection!
PJ: Yeah. I've been building it for a while.
Bobby: Hum, PJ, I just wanna say I really like you and whatever happens tonight...
PJ: Oh, Bobby. You don´t need to give me the speech, okay?
Bobby: What speech?
PJ: Oh you know, the "we will be friends anyway" speech. I know we will be friends.
Bobby: You do?
PJ: Yeah. And let's be honest, we are both grown ups here, right?
Bobby: Yeah, yeah, uhm... I guess...
PJ: What's wrong?
Bobby: Uh... I don't know, you are... you're kinda freaking me out a little bit.
PJ: Why? Oh, oh God... I´m sorry. Here, come sit down... we'll take it slower.
Bobby: Oh! That, that, that... that's freaking me out. Can you maybe not say that stuff?
PJ: What stuff?
Bobby: The guy's stuff! I mean, guys act like that. Girls say things like, uh... "Wait", "Why is this happening so fast?" or "How do I know this isn't just one night stand?"
PJ: That would be completely acting.
Bobby: Fine, but that's hot.
PJ: Okay, fine! Okay, look, Bobby... this is really happening so fast, and we don´t know each other very well, and how do I know this isn't just one night stand?
Bobby: So, you're mocking me?
PJ: Hum, a little bit.
PJ: When you start dating someone or kinda dating someone, communication is key. Just like in baseball where every play depends on clear signals, one missed sign can cost you the game.

PJ: Oh that's nice. That's nice, huh?
Man1: It is. It's really nice.
Man2: It's nice.
Man1: Nice. Nice.
Man2: Nice.
PJ: Come on, you guys, he's the new guy. He doesn't know he's not supposed to be nice around here. You'll learn. All right you drunks, let's go... Thanks again, man.
Bobby: Yeah, no problem... man.

PJ: You don't know what it´s like okay? I'm the only woman. I can't have a personal life at work, you know? They would rip me to shreds. I've finally got into a place where they forget I'm a woman.
Stephanie: You have such strange goals.

Stephanie: No no no no no... this is going to be a very bad idea.
Brendan: Oh don't you start on me now, too... I get enough from her.
Stephanie: You look too good and there's an ex-girlfriend involved and a wedding.
PJ: Wendy is going to take one look at you in that suit and either start hating you from breaking up with her or wanting you back and either way it's going to be bad bad bad.
Brendan: You guys are being ridiculous! Alright, look. We are gonna go to the wedding, we are gonna eat our dried out chicken, we are gonna dance the celebration and when the open bar turns to a cash bar, we go our separate ways... oh so the tie works? Cause I wasn't sure to go bow or not.
PJ: My god! You love that you look that good!
Stephanie: Hoping to rub it in.
Brendan: No... no no no no... do you think it will work?

PJ: My point wasn't that I´m not interested, I just didn't want people from work to know.
Bobby: Including me apparently. Okay, I thought you weren't interested when you said "Keep it professional". And why didn't you say what you meant?
PJ: Well, it's like we are in battle and behind the enemy lines and—
Bobby: PJ, PJ! No! No more metaphors, okay? I'm saying, I can't read minds, okay? So when you act like you barely know me in front of the guys and then you say that you don't want it to be awkward, what am I supposed to think? And my God, why is that every time I talk to you I feel like I'm a chick?
PJ: Brendooo! Wake up! It´s morning! You left something in the living room.
Mike: Bottom line is that we need to go out and be piggish without you looking over our shoulders and, let's be honest, judging the prey that we then... snare.
PJ: Oh my god, that's disgusting. And shut up, I would not be judgmental of your women, okay? I never said anything about that total North suburban whore that you went up to Wisconsin... and shut up again, I know what I just did!
Andy: Meredith wants to live in the suburbs.
PJ: What!?
Andy: I know.
PJ: And you're thinking of going with her?!
Andy: Well, you know how it is: more space, better schools, quiet desperation.

Mike: Hey, what do you guys think would be the worst way to die? I'm gonna say being hit in the balls with lightning... or old age. Long and slow, that's no way to go.
Bobby: Why don't you guys just move it a night?
Mike: Move the Decathlon? Blasphemer!

Andy: [told he can play in the Decathlon] Really? Seriously? Okay.
Mike: You know, uh, two seconds ago I just heard you say that the Decathlon was stupid.
Andy: Yeah, well you know, it is stupid, if I wasn't participating.

Kenny: Are you gonna be good? Because PJ's really good.
Andy: I'm gonna be... I'm gonna try my best.
Kenny: Oh, he's one of those people who says stupid things like that.

PJ: No, you can't start with Jenga, I wanna watch Jenga.
Mike: Wow, you made your choice there, PJ. You know we'd all like to put on a pretty top and go out tonight.

PJ: I mean, what kind of relationship do you have if you can't come clean with the person you're with?
Stephanie: A relationship that will last! Look, it's like faking an orgasm or telling somebody that their baby is cute. These are good lies!

[playing $20,000 Pyramid]
Andy: [sits silent]
Kenny: Okay, just, give me a clue, clock's ticking.
Andy: Uh, uh...
Kenny: Anything, just say anything.
Andy: Uh...
Brendan: Nothin'.
[Kenny points at his watch, fidgets]
Andy: Oh, uh, alright.
Kenny: Okay, you have to say something. You got to, just say any word at this point.
Andy: [talking over each other] Alright.
Kenny: We're running out of...
Andy: Alright, alright.
Kenny: A clue, please, a clue.
Andy: Alright, alright, alright.
Kenny: A clue, a clue, a clue.
Andy: Alright. K-k-k-k.
Kenny: You're just going, k-k-k-k, and I don't know if it's a fit or a clue.
Andy: It's... it's round.
Kenny: A basketball, a baseball, the world, a planet.
Andy: No, no, no, no. It's not.. but it's not "round", it's... round.
[later]
Kenny: Uh, it's a car without a top.
Andy: Broken car.
Kenny: No. Uh, it's the kind of car you might take to the beach, but it's the car where you push a button and the top comes down.
Andy: Beach car.
Kenny: I don't know if you have a virus... or why you don't work properly.
Andy: You're not still giving me hints, are you?
Brendan: [laughing] Ah, that's money.
Andy: Was it a dune buggy?
Kenny: A convertible!
Andy: A convertible what?

Hank: When I was in my twenties, I hung out in bars, with a bunch of friends. Everybody goes through that phase.
PJ: Okay, it's actually not a phase.
Hank: No, hey. I know that you're going through a time in your life when you're supposed to screw around, you know. It's fun, do it. But when you... and I don't want to say "grow up."
PJ: Then don't.
Hank: You'll find, as you get older, a lot of that stuff just falls away.

[playing Sorry!]
Brendan and Mike: [together] Soooooooo-rrrrrrrrry.
Kenny: You're not sorry. Okay, you're not sorry at all.
Mike: Yeah!
Andy: You know what, apology not accepted.
Kenny: I would like a sincere apology.
Mike: It's sorry with an exclamation point. There's no apology, it's an "I'm sorry for you."
Andy: Alright. [pulls card] Sooo-rrry. Oh, it is a game of revenge, isn't it?

[wake up together in bed]
PJ: I don't know what just happened.
Bobby: Well, sometimes a man and a woman get... a special feeling.
PJ: Shut up!

[playing Family Feud]
Andy: Brendan, tell me your heaviest piece of furniture.
Brendan: Thousand pound bed!
Mike: [echoing] Thousand pound... bed. Why would you say thousand pound bed?

[drunk, playing "drinking" Candyland"]
Andy: It's too hard!
Kenny: It's for ages three and up.

Mike: Princess Frostine.
Kenny: She's kind of cute.
Mike: Bonjour, princess.
Andy: I hope that's a lollipop...

Stephanie: What were you thinking sleeping with Bobby? And how was it?
PJ: I don't know what I was thinking. And it was a solid B. Perfect attendance, didn't turn in all of his homework.

PJ: But if you don't get my friends... you don't get me.

Mike: Hey, just for the sake of argument... it was this week?
PJ: Yes.
Andy: Is that what you called?
Brendan: It is, pay it up! Come on!
Mike: You couldn't hold out until Halloween, could you?
PJ: Wait a second here, you guys bet on when I would break up with Hank?
Brendan: Oh yeah, we do it for all the guys you date.
Andy: It's the first time I lost.
PJ: Oh, I'm so sorry to disappoint you.

Kenny: Well, now that he's history, I think it's safe to tell you that Mike couldn't stand him.
Mike: Oh! I liked him more than you did!
Kenny: That's not saying much.

PJ: Okay, that was Greg Zonar, and I didn't date him, he was stalking me.
Kenny: Mike stalked a girl once. But, Mike stalks a lot of girls.

Kenny: Fine, we start and finish on three. No fingernails, no disengaging your grip early. In the event of a dispute, we're gonna bring in a neutral party...
Mike: I know the rules of a thumb fight!

[Mike wins the thumb fight immediately]
PJ: [to Kenny] Hey, don't feel bad, you did better than last year, okay?
Mike: It was odd, it was like little girl hands.
[Kenny tackles Mike to the floor]
Kenny: I'm going on the record, I think Dani's great.
PJ: Puh-lease.
Kenny: Come on, she's cool, she's funny, she's sm—
PJ: Don't you dare say smart!
Kenny: Smurfy.
Stephanie: That's the only word you can think of that begins with "sm"?
PJ: You were gonna say smart. About a woman who thought she was having dinner in another state.
Brendan: You know what, guys, I feel like I've seen her before.
PJ: Oh hey, does this help jog your memory? [begins making porn music sounds and talking in a whispery voice] Oh, Mr. Cable Man—
Stephanie: [in a deep voice] Yes?
PJ: [in porn voice] I want all your channels!
Brendan: Wow, dinner and a movie.
Kenny: I've seen this one.
Bobby: Come on, shots are on me. What do you want?
Andy: Uh, blue!

PJ: That was not Fun Andy!
Stephanie: Yes it was! Don't you remember? Fun Andy was the reason you spent your sweet sixteen party in the emergency room.
PJ: No, he had an allergic reaction.
Stephanie: To cocaine! You take sweet little lovable Andy and you cut him loose and he turns into Mr. Hyde. Or Dr. Jekyll. Who was the one with the fangs?
PJ: Dracula?
Trouty: You ever made love on a bed of popcorn kernels, baby?
Aunt Phyllis: These are petanque boules that I won off of an old man in Provence.
PJ: Oh wow, these boules are... what are these?
Aunt Phyllis: It's lawn bowling, but much more pretentious.
PJ: Should we go out and... petanque?
Aunt Phyllis: I've got a better idea, why don't we go to a bar and get pe-tanked?
Mike: You're a good friend.
Bobby: You're a good friend too.
Mike: You're a really good friend.
Bobby: You're a really good friend.
PJ: Alright, before you two start making out can we please get back to the game!
Andy: This has been my favorite episode of Gilmore Girls.
Mike: Alright! [throws poker chip at Andy]
Andy: [in Valley Girl imitation] You guys were mad at each other, but then you got back together!
Mike: Come on, Kenny, the guy tried to bring a goat into Wrigley Field.
Kenny: The goat had a ticket.
Brendan: It wasn't Goat Day.
Kenny: That's why he bought a ticket. Otherwise he'd have got in free.

Mike: I made out with my 10th grade English teacher, Miss Francis.
PJ: What?!
Mike: No, nonononono! It was two years ago, not when I was in high school. That would have been totally creepy.
Brendan: Did you call her Miss Francis?
Mike: Yes.
Brendan: That's still pretty creepy.

Mike: You know, something's been bugging me the last couple of days. Did Brendan put a baby in your stomach?
PJ: Yes, she lives with my mother.
Andy: That's who that little girl is! The one in the rock shirts with the five o'clock shadow.

Kenny: Mexican Freddy's really not Mexican.
Andy: Sure, just like they call fat guys "tiny" or ugly guys "handsome."
Kenny: What?
Andy: You know what I'm talking about, handsome.

PJ: You know, it's a funny thing about your wife, Andy, it turns out she does not feast on human flesh.

Mexican Freddy: It turns out I was working out my issues with my father... on your face.

Mike: Man, I can't believe Meredith is cool. I don't know what to believe anymore.
PJ: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. It is totally my fault and I'm sorry.
Brendan: But are you sorry?

Mike: We're celebrating, Bobby got his old job back!
Bobby: Yup, pay cut and everything.
Andy: Yeah, and I'm helping him celebrate while traffic clears.
PJ: It's nine o'clock, I think traffic's clear.
Andy: It worked! Let's celebrate!
[PJ announces she will be a guest on a TV show]
Mike: This is just the beginning. Today, The Turk Vardell Show. Tomorrow, SportsCenter.
Kenny: For two years. Then, The PJ Franklin Show. [Kenny and Mike scat an improvised theme song ending with PJ]
Brendan: Oh man, you're gonna be huge. National. I mean, you're gonna become America's sweetheart.
Bobby: Then you'll buy an enormous mansion, marry a rock star, develop a drug problem, become a recluse, disappear for a while... you know, lots of rumours that you're dead.
Mike: Then you're not! You reemerge with a brief stint on a cheesy reality show because you gotta lose the recluse weight.
Kenny: Then, you get your comeback. The New PJ Franklin Show. Same theme song! [Kenny and Mike do PJ theme song again]
Bobby: And then, it's time to write your crappy children's book, Even Unicorns Say I'm Sorry. [Kenny and Mike scat some more.]
[Stephanie announces that Brendan has been named one of Chicago's sexiest bachelors and there will be a party to celebrate.]
Mike: Sweet! Oh we are totally going. Oh, there will be a ton of women there hoping to glom on to one of the sexy bachelors.
Kenny: But we're not one of 'em.
Mike: Nope, but we know one. So we hover around Brando all night and when the moment's right, bang!
Kenny: Bang!
Mike: We swoop in to snag his drunken castoffs.
Andy: [falsetto] Daddy, how did you meet Mommy? [deep voice] Well dear, Mommy was a drunken castoff.
Bobby: Yeah, see, she wanted to go home with Uncle Brando that night, but Daddy was in the right place at the right time.
PJ: Daddy, do you think I can be a drunken castoff someday?
Andy: Dare to dream, sweetie. Goodnight.

Trouty: Hey, Sportin' Life, what number sexy are you?
Bobby: Uh, I'm not on the list, Trouty.
Trouty: What? Interrobang? What happened? Do you photograph puffy? Were you having a bad hair day? Although, you do kind of actively pursue that. I'm phmished. Ampersand flummoxed.
Bobby: Actually, Brendan is on the list, so.
Trouty: What number sexy are you?
Brendan: Thirty-seven.
Trouty: [winces] Slam! No man, that's cool. I mean, the important thing is that you're all up in there swinging.

PJ: Dude, I cannot date him, okay, he is a Cub, alright! That is breaking like a ton of unwritten journalism rules.
Mike: Unwritten rules were meant to be... written.
Kenny: Then broken.
Mike: Written then broken. Thanks Kenny, I got a little lost there.
Stephanie: We weren't in the same boat! I played with your boat in my boat's bathtub!
Stephanie: I guess I thought debt counselling would be more like Driver's Ed. You know? Where you ignore the film strips that they show and sleep through a couple of lectures and be on your way.
PJ: That just cleared up so much about your driving.

Bobby: Dude, ideas are good. Light bulbs? Liberty? Beer? These things all started as ideas.

Thorn: And coming here having to tell you was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. And I've survived helicopter crashes, being shot, an international flight seated next to Ann Coulter.
PJ: It was so weird, all she wanted to do today was "spa" and "club".
Andy: I like your verbs that are things. I think I'm gonna sandwich after I sofa here for a bit.

[Kenny reading his letter at Brendan's douchebag intervention]
Kenny: Dear Brendan, Ever since you got named in that sexy Chicago thing you've been kind of douchey. When you tried to get me to buy the new Fergie album it made me feel so lonely. I want you to get better. PS. I don't understand your girl jeans.

[Mike reads his letter]
Mike: "Brendan. You screened my call, douchebag. You're a really big douche. If you were a superhero you'd be Captain Douchebag. Your superpowers would be screening calls and the ability to wreck any hang. Douche." And then I drew a picture of you as Captain Douchebag.
PJ: Who is he fighting?
Mike: That's a giant lizard.

The Estates of Hoffman [1.20]

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110 Percent Solution [1.21]

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Rome, If You Want To [1.22]

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Andy: [As a tour guide on a double-decker bus] Ladies and gentlemen, you've been such a wonderful crowd. I'd like to do a little tune for you now. It's one of my personal favorites. And I'd like to dedicate it to a man who thinks we hasn't seen anything good today. Brendan Dorff, this one's for you.
Brendan: Wait, wait! I saw lots of good things today: Mike got into art, Kenny broke out of his slump, three guys want to take P.J. to Italy...
Andy: Shut up, I'm singing anyway. [Singing] Danke schoen, darling, danke schoen...

Season 2

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