"In order for me to get down, I got to get in D.  Down D.  Funky D."

"Who's that drummer?"

I absolutely love the second half of disc 2, too.  "Get It Together" is some of his best call-outs to the band.  Even though you know they had rehearsed every note of that 100 times, they always sounded fresh, tight, and spontaneous.

[In Dublin accent]: "Soul has corners!"

Mr. Dynamite

"Whatchoo gonna play now?"
"Bobby, I don' know.  But what's'n'ever I play, it's got to be funky!"

I don't think the opening credits visuals should be taken so literally.  At any rate, they refer less to suicide than to a man who has the floor fall out from underneath him.  It refers to sudden change, chaos, and all sorts of forces beyond his control.

Now I'm really interested in Dick-Don-Draper coming face-to-face with real-Don-Draper in some sort of final, cataclysmic, existential moment at the climax of the final season.

Are you implying that those people out in California aren't working hard?

I totally forgot that she had said "I live here" earlier, but in a different context!

Liked for Alternate Universe Walter White.  You can tell he's the even badder version, because he's even beardier!

At what point in this chronology do we hear the SPLASH and Roger shouting "Man overboard!"?

When precognitives die, the future they won't live to see flashes before their eyes.

"A computer as big as this restaurant!"

It happens on the other side of life, too.  My mother, 2000 miles away from and 2 time zones later than me, said that she bolted awake at about 3 a.m. Pacific Time (5 a.m. Central Time) on the morning when my son was born.  That was about the exact time when my son was born.  When I called her a few minutes later, she…

When Bert Cooper does a cannonball into that pool, we'll know that it's time to pack it in.

Like Clyde Barrow, Bob Benson is impotent.

In my family (well, on my father's side, at least) people seem to live into their 90s.  Their bodies do, at least, with great assistance from medicine.  Their minds don't always make it.

I was pretty unequivocally positive toward him until this week, when we saw him listening to some motivational record to pump up his power of positive thinking and learn some soulless, meaningless business-speak.  I hate that shit.

'Cause he was in looooooove with Sylvia.