"Arthur: Your subconscious is looking for the dreamer; me. Quick, give me a kiss."

"…Okay, look, here’s the deal. Man, you were gonna drive me around tonight, never be the wiser, but El Gordo got in front of a window, did his high dive, we’re into Plan B. Still breathing? Now we gotta make the best of it, improvise, adapt to the environment, Darwin, shit happens, I Ching, whatever man, we gotta roll with it…"

"And I bought into that sharing. Because I love you. I love you fat, bald, money, no money, driving a bus - I don’t care. But you have got to be present like a normal guy, some of the time. That’s sharing. This is not sharing, this is left overs."

"What does it say about us when you can tell me you’re fucking her, but not that you’re in love with her? When did sex get easier to swallow than love?"