I'm feeling so open and vulnerable that it's literally filling me up with rage and hatred, so I should go.
— There are those who say I look like a young Kenny Loggins.
— Who?
— Me.
No one ever wants the person who hurt them to ever see how badly they've been hurt.
Oh sure, I'm a lawyer, but that's only because I took the Bar exam in Alaska, and they only have like four laws and most of them are about when you can and cannot kill... seals.
— We're going to have to let you go, Marv. But, stiff upper lip.
— I'm sorry, Dr. Itor.
— Call me Jan.
— You're too hard on yourself.
— No, I'm not. I'm just stupid and ugly and I have a pig face.
— Why aren't you taking the job, Perry?
— You said it was a bureaucratic nightmare. And I don't want to be miserable.
— You love being miserable.
— I don't want everyone to hate me.
— Everybody already hates you. You wanna know the real reason why you don't want the gig, champ? Because you're a fraidy-cat.
— Beg your pardon?
— Didn't you hear me? Are fraidy-cat's ears too tiny?
— Don't push me, Bob.
— You're right. I'm sorry. Would it make you feel any better to bat this around for a while?
Still, sometimes when you make big decisions, life starts going so fast that it seems like you're not even moving throught it. It just happens to you.