Dianna Agron’s face expressions are so funny omg

Dianna: Your brother has told me a lot about you.
Jimmy/Raphael: Is that so? Now which brother would that be? Leonardo? Michelangelo? I bet it was Donatello! Don’t trust a goddamn word he says.

Dad: Why don’t we just skip the prayer for tonight?
Mom: Ah, just like every other night. I’m sure Jesus won’t mind.
Dad: Oh, and I’m sure Jesus doesn’t have a migraine that never ends either.

Dad: So uh, how did you two lovebirds meet?
Dianna: It’s a funny story, actually.
Paul: We were both opposing council on the same case.
Jimmy/Raphael: I bet she won cause you’re a faggot.

Jimmy/Raphael: Now I’m going to ask you a series of three questions, Dianna. Answer truthfully, or I will know. Question number one, have you ever made love to a turtle? Question number two, have you ever made love to a ninja turtle? Question number three, have you ever been raped by a ninja turtle? *tapes out a metal rod* It’ll only hurt for a second. Think of it as a metallic tampon.

Jimmy/Raphael: Prepare to die, skank!
Paul: Stay away from her, Jimmy.
Jimmy/Raphael: WHO THE FUCK IS JIMMY!?

Paul: Look, I know my brother’s a little different, okay? But that shouldn’t change the way we feel about each other. He comes off a little strong at first, but I promise you, he’s completely harmless.
Jimmy/Raphael: HEY! GET BACK HERE, BITCH! I’M GONNA SLIT YOUR THROAT. COWABUNGA, MUTHAFUCKER!

Dianna: Right, he seems completely harmless.
Jimmy/Raphael: PUNCH HER IN THE VAGINA, BROTHER!
Dianna: Paul, I can’t handle this.
Paul: Will you please stay so we can talk about this?
Dianna: PAUL, ARE YOU CRAZY? YOUR BROTHER JUST SAID HE WANTED TO SLIT MY THROAT.