Sam:
He ain't heavy, he's my shit-head brother.
Freddie:
Time is like an orange. It's round. It repeats itself. Everything happens for a reason.
Freddie:
I dream of being in a Las Vegas hotel where all of the towels smell like Downy Fabric Softener.
Jjaks Clayton:
You ate my ear. You killed your wife. You framed me for it. And you're mad at me because I lied?
Man on Phone:
Life is one big emergency, man, so fuck off
[
calmly raises middle finger to Sam]
Sam:
So, was it love or just...with Freddie?
Jjaks Clayton:
Fuck off.
Sam:
A good blowjob feels like love every time, right?
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