Favor gonna kill you faster than a bullet.
The dream don't come no closer by itself. We gotta run after it now.
That rug really tied the room together.
I love you, but sooner or later, you're going to have to face the fact you're a goddamn moron.
If you can't see the angles no more, you're in trouble.
Yeah, well, you know, that's just like, uh, your opinion, man.