I know I can't make the bad go away. You're right, I can't. But when the bad comes again... I'm gonna be next to you.
— You don't think we'd fit, do you? We fit, Frankie. We fit like... peas in a pod, like a lock and a key.
— I'm not sure I like where your key's been.
I know there's gotta be something in this world better than watching you do that but I'm damned if I know what it is.
— I never know if you're playing games or being serious.
— I'm doing both. Serious games.