Sex and Breakfast

James:
It didn't start out this way. We used to... talk, like really talk, all the time about things that mattered to us. I was understanding and she was understanding and it was... it was f***ing great. And I know we can get there again, I just never been in a relationship like that before. It just felt so good, you know? Just after a while, all this... all the sh*t gets built up and it just gets in the way. We... we can't get through it. It's like this big wall of sh*t. And, you know, we... we try to be straight up with each other, or... or easy going, but every little thing we do just gets caught.

Sarah:
In the sh*t.

James:
Yeah. We're caught in sh*t.

Sarah:
Well, if you figure out how to get rid of it, let me know.

Ellis:
I'm not dead, you know.

Renee:
Okay. Me, either.

[Would he still love her... ]

Heather:
What if there was a pencil permanently sticking out of my eye?

James:
Yeah, sure.

Heather:
And when you got close to me, it sprayed eyeball juice all over you.

James:
Well, could you learn to, like, aim it and use it as a weapon on our enemies? 'Cause if you'd do that, I would be interested.

Heather:
Yeah, I could do that.

Ellis:
Listen, I'll let you know if I change my mind and want some dick, okay?

James:
Anyone whose high school nickname is Six Pack deserves a little sh*t.

Sarah:
Are you trying to bribe me with laundry detergent?

James:
I'm really not a murderer. D-do you wanna frisk me?

Sarah:
Did you cheat on her?

James:
No. No. Not this time. Look, you know, that sounded so much worse than it actually is, I swear.

Charlie:
Um, how'd it feel? I mean, do you think I did a good job?

James:
Beating me up?

Charlie:
Well, RESTRAINING you.

James:
Yeah, you, uh... you did a good job. It was real efficient.

Renee:
Shut up. I love your penis.

Renee:
I thought every guy had, like, a dyke fetish.