Didya hear the one about the guy who couldn't afford personalized plates, so he went and changed his name to J3L2404?
You know, it's proven that second-hand smoke is, uh, carcin-... uh, you know, cancer related.
If I'd known we were gonna cast our feelings into words, I'd've memorized the Song of Solomon.
If you want me to keep my mouth shut, it's gonna cost you some dough. I figure a thousand bucks is reasonable, so I want two.
Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.
Oh, fuck it, I don't have to talk, either, man! See how you like it. Just total fuckin' silence. Two can play at that game, smart guy. We'll just see how you like it. Total silence.