— I'm not doing it. Period.
— So, you just. You are not man enough? You meet a real woman and you turn in to a wuss? Think you want measure up, hmmm?
— Well, you'll never know, will you? Because if I don't do it... I want be number 2000 and whatever. I'll be number One. That one guy. Guy you will remember for the rest of your life. You stay up at night, thinking about me, wondering, Was he the One? The answer is yes. I am the perfect fuck. The one you never had... Perfect on every way...
— So, where you going Laura?
— Me? Oh, I'm going to a... find a perfect fuck.
— Wow, that's an interesting destination.
— Yeah, ever been there?
— Can't say that I have.
— Me either. But so far the trip's been pretty exciting.
— Only, how will you know, when you've gotten there?
The first time, wasn't that great. I'm thinking: This is it? This is what all these songs are written about? I mean, talk about hype. Second time was a little bit better. Third time, now that was a hot time. Forth time, not as good as the third time. But once I've done it enough to have all these expiriences to compare, just drove me nuts.