“They say you fear what you don't understand. Maybe that's why every time I'm in South Florida, and I hear someone talking in Spanish, I always shit my pants.”
“Do you understand what I'm saying?Pardon? I just wanna hear you talking.”
“I don't understand you, darling!That's what I'm talking about, dear!”
“I'm actually supposed to meet someone."Oz smiled. "A lady friend? I don't know why I'm surprised. Every girl on campus is talking about you.""Why does it sound creepy when you say it like that?”
“Nobody listens anymore. I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me, I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls. I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it'll make sense. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read.”
“See, you think I give a shit. Wrong. In fact, while you talk, I'm thinking; How can I give less of shit? That's why I look interested.”