A man loses his wife, he's a widower. A child loses a parent, they're an orphan. But losing a child... There's no word for this. And there shouldn't be.
If you want to fix something you have to take everything apart and figure out what's important.
— So that's when you pulled it.
— Yes.
— And you knew that would stop the train, correct?
— Well, I wasn't positive, but I was hoping.
"I put five quarters in your machine and proceeded to push B2, which should have given me peanut M&M's, period. Regrettably, it did not. I found this upsetting, as I was very hungry, and also my wife had died ten minutes earlier."
Letter to Champion Vending Company.
— This is Karen Moreno from Champion Vending Company. I'm with customer service.
— Yeah?
— I'm calling in regards to your complaint letters, mister Mitchell. There's been four so far.
— You're with the customer service department?
— Yes, sir. I am the customer service department. It's just me.
— Do you usually make service calls at two in the morning?
— No. Not really. Never.
— I... I apologize for the inconvenience. I was just venting. I didn't expect anybody to read them. Sorry if...
— Your letters made me cry, mister Mitchell. Do you have anyone to talk to?
Nobody wants carousels anymore. They want roller coasters that go upside down and make you puke.
Davis: You are one fucked-up kid.
Chris: You're one fucked-up adult.
A bulldozer. You know you can buy almost anything on eBay. I just hope it comes with a manual.