“You know who you remind me of? Your clone.”

“Knowing where you come from is just as important as knowing who you aren’t. You aren’t your own clone.”

“How do you know you are who you are? How do you know you’re not simply a clone of who you think you are?”

“If you had a clone, and you weren’t wearing perfume and your clone was, I’d automatically think your clone was more attractive.”

“No, lady, you didn’t have sex with me, you had sex with my clone. I’m sorry, but I don’t know you.”

“Amnesia is not the only time you’ll forget who you are. It’ll also happen the first time you see your own clone.”

“Do I look like someone you know? Well you don’t know me, so why don’t you go bother my clone? And if you do see my clone, tell him I should have made an omelet out of him when I had the chance.”