“Finn: I look at you because I can't look away Wendy.Wendy: That's kinda creepy.Finn: I will work on being less creepy then.”
“Im looking at you 'cause i can't look away" -Finn”
“I look at you because I can't look away.”
“Excuse me, but what kinda black lady are you?" I smiled, looked at her, and said, "The kinda black lady that you wanna know.”
“Look, I can't go out with you, because...because...because I'm a lesbian.”
“I can't tell you that. But not because I'm not willing to tell you." He looked down at the guns. A Desert Eagle and a Sig Sauer nine millimeter, and he'd killed with both of them. "When you take a man's life that's between you, God and that man's soul. It's a personal conversation you work out your entire life. I can't talk about it because there are no words for it.”