“Who says I’m drinking? (Morgan)I guess the bottle drank itself. (Jake)”

“Kill him? (Jake)Confront him. (Morgan)Since when do you take the sissy way out? (Jake)Excuse me? (Morgan)Face it, Drake, that good English breeding of yours is showing itself. Talking ain’t a man’s way of doing things. You know that. You got a problem, you cut its heart out and then it’s not a problem anymore. (Jake)”

“You know how people say, Don't borrow trouble? Well, said Morgan, I guess it's the opposite of that. Doc is borrowing happiness.”

“I was so in love I went into my room and drank half a bottle of Robitussin.”

“I think the girl’s ruined and you and I are going to hell for it. (Morgan)Given our past sins, I doubt if she’ll be the stone that tips the scales of our damnation. (Jake)”

“Anyway," Jake says. I turn back to him. “I just wanted to start over a good note, that’s all.”I have to put this poor guy out of his misery. “Look, Jake, I’m not in the market for –“ I almost say a boyfriend, which is true, but this is even truer: “People”.”