Bad Obsession

Rick:
Christ would love that.

Nick:
Jesus loves everybody, sweetie. Including you. Now pick someone.

Nick:
The point is - it's gotta be real. And that's what gets me everytime. I'll meet a guy who I got nothing in common with - like Tate - just life - different guys, different lives, different tastes - but I'll feel that spark. Something inside me telling me, "Yep. All cylinders go! Hang on to this one!" And we'll meet cute, make small talk, have a nice romantic date, and it will just be one big series of amazing moments - one after the next. Nonstop. But then, it just - goes away. Crashes to hell. Turns real ugly real fast. No rhyme, reason, or remorse. At least not on his part. That's how we end up here on Friday nights. So as for me? I just wanna get those moments, and keep having those moments.

Dante:
I can make you a freak of force of f***in nature in this business.

Dante:
Do you have any idea how powerful the internet is?

Dante:
In the old days, if you wanted to be someone, you had to travel to LA, land of a**holes, traffic, and stiff competition.

Dante:
I'm running a porn business in my underwear from my basement in Montgomery County Pennsylvania and if I choose, I would never leave this place another day in my life.

Dante:
Now if you like the glitz and glamor and the sight of palm trees and expensive zip codes and hangers on then be my guest, Burbank is right across the coast.

Dante:
But imagine being rich, powerful, but you have your own life, simple, anonymous, and yet when you walk into a paid appearance your God among fags!

Dante:
Can you feel that?

Dante:
Can you taste it?