It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.
You shouldn't listen to a woman who's just had her heart broken.
— OK... Here's an apple, food. Now, I'd like you washed that man's windshield. Work.
— Hey man. I ain't gonna wash his widnshield for no apple.
— Oh, excuse me. It doesn't say «might work for food», it doesn't say «restricted menues», says «will work for food». This is food. That's work. What's the problem?
— I ain't do'n it, that's all.
— Now, let's be honest. You don't want to work. You just want a hand out, so you can buy booze. And nothing wrong with that. Drinking... that's a great human tradition. And if you'd been straight about it, I'd bought you some Chevas. But by holding up that sign. You made an eymployment agreement. Which I intend to hold you to. Now... There's the apple, you wash that car.
— Fuck you man. I don't want your fucken apple, so I don't gotta wash that fucken car. Here's what I think of your fucken apple.
— Well, now since you've took my food. You gotta wash that car. Wash it.
— Mr. Cody, this is really unimportant.
— Yes it is. This jerk out here lying in writing! I don't tolerate lying from any one! Especially not in writing.
Look around you. We're all liars here. And every one of us is better than you.
— Who's shouting?
— I'm watching a Jackie Chan film.
Yes, and that's what we call a lie or, when you're married, communication.
Well, I have got your money
And you'll never see it
And your fly's still open
I made you look
A lie does not cease to be a lie if millions of people believe in it.