Fiona: Have you skipped your medications?Milkovich? Seriously?

Ian: I like how he smells.

Ian: I wasn't that drunk last night.

Lip: You were flirting with Mickey.

Ian: So? He is my husband.

Lip: You asked him if he was single, and cried like a bitch when he said he wasn't.

Ian: Have I ever told you how hot you look when you're getting jealous?

Mickey: The fuck I'm jealous.

Ian: Have I mentioned how bad it makes me wanna slip my sword into your sheath?

Mickey: Yup, I'm totally jealous now.

Ian: Fiona always has problems with what I'm doing.

Mickey: Probably because you're always busy doing me.

Ian: Chokes on water

Mickey, smirks: So you wanna keep bitching about your sister or you wanna go again?

Ian: This conversation won't go anywhere, unless one of us take a step back.

Mickey: Cut to the chase.

Ian: Let's just agree to apologize on the count of three then move on.

Mickey: Fine.

Ian: One, two, three.

Mickey:

Ian:

Ian: Now I'm very disappointed in both of us.

Ian: I have a bad feeling about this.

Mickey: What do you mean?

Ian: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if something is going to get you in trouble?

Mickey: No?

Ian: Well, that actually explains a lot.

Mickey: Two guys chilling in a hot tub! five feet apart 'cause they're not gay!

Ian: You're my husband.

Mickey:

Ian: And you're sitting on my lap right now.

Mickey:

Ian: Literally everything you said was inaccurate.

Mickey: I've got an idea.

Ian: We're not going to murder anyone.

Mickey: I don't have any idea.

Ian: Jesus, Mick! The world doesn't revolve around you!

Mickey: Oh really? Ayo Iggy!

Iggy: Sup, dude?

Mickey: Run around me in the circle.

Iggy: Why?

Mickey: Stop asking! Just fucking do it!

Iggy: Starts running around Mickey

Mickey, smirks at Ian: Well, guess it does.

Ian: Hugs Mickey from behind and softly kisses his neck

Mickey: That’s so gay.

Mickey:

Mickey: Do it again.

Mickey: There are three ways to do things, the right way, the wrong way and the Milkovichs way.

Ian: Isn't that still the wrong way?

Mickey: Yeah, but it's faster.

V: It's kinda cold.

Kev: Here! Take my jacket.

V: I love you.

Kev: God, we are such the...perfect couple.

Ian, looking at Mickey: I'm cold, too.

Mickey: Well, damn, Gallagher, I can't control the fucking weather! Also quit whining like a little bitch.

Mickey: Hitting Ian

Ian: Ow! What the hell was that for?? Mick?

Mickey: Hitting on you.

Ian: THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!!

Mickey: I hate you with every inch of my body!

Ian: That's not a lot of inches.

Mickey: My husband is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. the fuck should I do?

Carl: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Liam: Tackle him.

Debbie: Dump him.

Sandy: Kick him in the shin.

Ian: NO TO ALL OF THOSE! JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN!

Ian: You're not my babysitter!

Mickey: No I'm not. Atleast babysitters gets paid for everything they have to put up with.

(3AM)

Ian: Hey, did you know that Adolf Hitler was nominated for a Nobel Peace Prize in 1939?

Mickey: GOD DAMN IT! GALLAGHER! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!!

Mickey: Here's the plan: We go in, I start throwing chairs at people, and see where that takes us.

Ian: MICKEY! NO!

(Season1 gallavich)

Ian: Hey, do you wanna crash at my place? We can do video games and stuff if you want.

Mickey: Nah, not really.

Ian: Why do you make it so hard for me to flirt with you?

Mickey: Because if I made it easy you wouldn't flirt with me anymore.

Ian, blushing:

Mickey: Shit, did I just say that out loud?

Mickey: What the fuck is wrong with you?

Ian: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and bipolar.

Mickey: I like my man how I like my weapons. Sharp and ready to murder.

Ian, glaring: I'm going to kill you-

Mickey: I am unbelievably turned on right now.

Ian: I'd love a guy who's sensitive and caring, manly but with a loving side, you know?

Mickey: explosions in the distance

Ian:

Ian: I want that one.

Ian: I trust Mickey.

Lip: You think he knows what he's doing?

Ian: I wouldn't go that far.

Ian: I HATE YOU!!

Mickey: Bitch, me too. The fuck.

Ian: Kissing burns 6.4 calories per minute wanna test it out, Mick?

Mickey: You calling me fat?

Ian: Mickey is the hottest human being ever.

Frank: He tried to strangle me yesterday.

Ian: I bet he looked hot doing that.

Ian: So what do you want to eat?

Mickey: Your dick.

Ian: I mean for lunch.

Mickey: Your dick.

Ian: Patience, Mick.

Mickey:  banging a pen on the table for no reason

Ian: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table?

Mickey:

Mickey: Well, actually I wouldn't mind if you did that.

Ian: I'm gonna fight the next person who insults my husband.

Mickey, giggling: Well, you know me. I'm an asshole, man.

Ian: Alright, square up you beautiful bitch.

Ian: You need a hobby, Mickey.

Mickey: I have a hobby.

Ian: How many times do I have to tell you that stealing from people is not counted?

Ian: What's your biggest fear?

Mickey: You.

Ian: Me?

Mickey: I'm scared that one day you'll look in the mirror and see yourself as I see you. You will realize just how amazing you are and you deserve better than me...

Mickey: I'm terrified that you'll leave...