“OK, so you're not perfect. Who is?”
“I'm OK with not being perfect, but I'm not OK with being stagnent.”
“YOU CAN MAKE EVERYONE BELIEVE YOU'RE OK, BUT NOT YOURSELF”
“Honey, you're the one who stopped sleeping with me, OK?It'll be a year come April 20th. I remember the date exactly, because it was Hitler's birthday”
“You're both so screwed up alone that together you're like the perfect mess.”
“All right, Monsieur Jay,' she said, smiling. 'I'll tell them you're OK.”