He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
We're all unlucky in love sometimes. When I am, I go jogging. The body loses water when you jog, so you have none left for tears.

Woman in blonde wig:
Somehow I've become very cautious. When I put on a raincoat, I put on sunglasses too. Who knows when it will rain, or when it will turn out sunny?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
We split up on April Fool's Day. So I decided to let the joke run for a month. Every day I buy a can of pineapple with a sell-by date of May 1. May loves pineapple, and May 1 is my birthday. If May hasn't changed her mind by the time I've bought thirty cans, then our love will also expire.

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
Any canned pineapple that expires on May 1?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
April 30?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
There's still two hours to go.

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
People like you are hung up on freshness. You realize what goes into a can of pineapple? The fruit must be grown, harvested, sliced, and you just throw it away! How do you think the can feels about that?

Cop663:
Do you... like pineapple?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
Somehow everything comes with an expiry date. Swordfish expires. Meat sauce expires. Even cling-film expires. Is there anything in the world which doesn't?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
You sure?

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
Lulu? This is Qiwu. Want to come out for a drink? You're in bed already? This early? You were asleep? Never mind. Bye.

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
Chieko-san? Guess who? This is Qiwu. That's right. Want to come out for a drink? Your husband? When did you get married? Five years! Has it been that long? You have two kids! You're happy, that's great! Okay, never mind.

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
Is Kong Siu-wai there? This is He Qiwu. We were classmates in grade four. You don't remember? Nothing, goodbye.

He Zhiwu, Cop 223:
If memories could be canned, would they also have expiry dates? If so, I hope they last for centuries.

Cop663:
You like noisy music?

Faye:
Yes. The louder the better. Stops me from thinking.

Cop663:
You don't like to think? What do you like?

Faye:
Never thought about it.

Cop663:
I thought we'd stay together for the long haul, flying like a jumbo jet on a full tank. But we changed course.

Faye:
I'm not daydreaming.

Manager of 'Midnight Express:
Right. You're not daydreaming. You're sleepwalking.

Cop663:
Did I leave the tap running, or is the apartment getting more tearful? I always thought it would cope okay. Didn't expect it to cry so much. When people cry, they can dry their eyes with tissues. But when an apartment cries, it takes a lot to mop it up.

Cop663:
It was such a relief when I saw it crying. It may look different, but it's still true to itself. It's still an emotionally charged towel.

Cop663:
What are you doing in my apartment?

Faye:
You asked me to visit.

Cop663:
Actually she did go to California that evening. But it was the other one.

Cop663:
He has great business sense. First he sold me fish and chips, then the whole thing.

Cop663:
Would you let a person on board with a boarding pass like this? It's dated today, but it got blurred in the rain. I don't know where it's taking me. Do you?

Faye:
No idea, but I'll give you another.

Cop663:
Great.

Faye:
Where do you want to go?

Cop663:
Wherever you want to take me.