Annie: It's so clean out here.
Alvie: Because they don't throw garbage away. They make it into TV shows.
— Whose little ball of paper is this?
— Oh, that would be mine. See, I wrote a note to myself, then I didn't need it. So I balled it up and now I wish I was dead.
As long as one heeds the voice that calls them, no one can ever turn you into junk. None of us were ever junk to begin with.