Lorna:
So what do you do for a living?
Andy:
I... I write classified ads.
Lorna:
I've read some of your work. Some of it's pretty good.
Andy:
You're wearing the uniform of the depressed: Sweatpants and a raincoat.
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holding up a hacky-sack]
Callum:
Would you like to groove to my hacky-sack vibe?
Lorna:
I... I... I wouldn't, no.
Lorna:
You're not one of those guys who yaps about love and brings up his ex-girlfriend and then goes AWOL, are you?
Dr. Cavan:
What's wrong, Mogli?
Andy:
Didn't your mother teach you to break up with some style?
Cheryl:
You just... you just have to get over it.
Andy:
"Get over it?" It's been four days.
Andy:
Didn't your mother teach you to break up with some style?
Cheryl:
You gotta just... get over it.
Andy:
Get over it? It's only been four DAYS.
Cheryl:
Andy's been pumping the nutritionist who bought him at the auction.
Jeri:
How'd the date go?
Andy:
I got Ninja-Fucked.
Andy:
What do you wanna do?
Kieran:
Let's have sex.
Andy:
That's a rare idea. All we do is have sex. I think one day you're gonna kill me if I can't perform.
Andy:
You know what, Jeff? You're wrong! 'Cause it's not about the other flesh. It's about being with the same woman night after night, and cuddling with her until you wear a spot on her back. Getting to know her, watching her change and watching how it changes you.
Andy:
Just because I don't have it doesn't mean I don't know what it is.
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