“Oh we were just discussing Chris Potter's woobiness.”

“You're my woobie!”

“Either he grooms or he got tapped just enough by the fuzz-fairy to be over-the-top sexy but not so much that he's like Sasquatch in need of a spa day.”

“I hope y'all haven't punk'd me or anything and you're actually calling me a wuss.”

“Because I knew I'd regret it forever if I didn't, regardless of the outcome. And when March comes, if I have to let you go I will, because I want you to be happy.”

“When I thought about my old friends Linus Lucas and Theo, I realized they were not really criminals either. They were like me. We were just acting out the strangest, tragic little roles, pretending to be criminals in order to get by. We gave very convincing performances.”

“Jules and I were tiny people. We were delicate. We were almost destroyed. We were vulnerable. Like nerds in a school yard of bullies, we could have traded our stamps and cards of extinct animals. That’s the kind of people we would be if our situation were different.”