In our brotherhood there is good life,
Our generosity with nothing to compare,
All the nations, it's not worth it,
We can transform you all into an ash!
— Is everything all right? Are you okay?
— Am I what?
— Oh, really? You sure?
— I'm so sure I'm practically deodorant.
It doesn't matter how well you do. It's how well you follow their rules.
— I know what your heart is capable of. It can cling faithfully to a misty memory and cherish a dream, but it cannot recognize or return a love like mine.
— I have been your friend.
— No. You have allowed me to be your friend. We have spent enough of our lives at this play, Amelia. Let this end. We are both weary of it.
Smart woman — a single woman.
How do you know something isn't fabu if you never try it, right?
— I want to make his enclosure bigger.
— Bigger?
— Bigger, we need it much bigger.
— Well, you're the man. You're the man who just stared down a 750-Pound North American grizzly.
— What were they doing in the car, Rich?
— They were doing push-ups in his car. They didn't have any pants on.
— No pants. Naked push-ups, retard, for fucking. James, they were fucking.
Some of the worst things imaginable have been done with the best intentions.