[Set before episode 1x13]
Raf: I would die for Landon.
Hope: Who would kill Landon?
Raf: What? No, I was just saying-
Hope [ready to wolf out]: I’m gonna need names. Now.
Hope: I have a confession. You know all those times I had nightmares, and you let me sleep in your bed? Half of the time I was faking it just to sleep next to you.
Landon: Oh.
Hope: Yeah, I’m sorry.
Landon: You can make up for it by sleeping next to me for the rest of our lives.
Lizzie [barging into the room]: Hey Hope, I need to ask-
Hope [lying awkardly on the bed, flustered]: What do you want, Lizzie?
Lizzie: ...
Lizzie: Is Landon under the blanket?
Landon [muffled]: No...
Hope: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than driving people crazy buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others, and-
Landon: I wrote you a poem...
Hope: Aww! You did!?
MG: *proposes a plan*
[Hope and Landon look at eachother, smile, and raise their eyebrows.]
Hope: Alright, we're in.
MG: Don't you two wanna discuss it first?
Jed: They just did.
Wedding Officiant: Alright, it’s time to say your vows.
Hope: *pulls out a 10-page essay.* Don’t be intimidated, I just wrote down whatever came to mind.
Landon [chuckling]: Oh dear… *pulls out a three-ring binder full of vows.* This ceremony is gonna be a while.
Landon: The doctor said I was perfectly fine... Except for this massive burn scar. And a broken rib, which is next to two other broken ribs.
Hope: Oh my God! You are so not fine!
Raf: Wait, so did he clear you or not?
Landon: He did not. Anyway, let’s get to work!
Wade: There is nothing worse than death.
Landon: I can think of a lot of things that are worse than death; losing Hope, Hope getting hurt,
getting separated from Hope-
Hope: Babe-
Landon: Also, Dr. Saltzman wearing a speedo.
Wade: You convinced me with that last one.
Hope: So which hoodie should I wear? My black one or my blue one?
Landon: You say 'your' hoodie, but I’m pretty sure those are both mine.
Hope: ...
Landon [chuckling as he caves]: Alright. Your blue one, it really brings out your eyes.
Hope [smiling]: Perfect!
[in a bar.]
Hope: Hey, you wanna get out of here?
Young Man [grinning]: Sure.
Hope [waving Landon over]: Great, I was saving that seat for my boyfriend. Enjoy the rest of your night.
Landon: Hope’s definitely out of my league. Actually, we're not even playing the same sport. It's kinda like she's in the Olympics, and I work at the souvenir shop next to the stadium.