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.
Yeah, well, you know, that's just like, uh, your opinion, man.
That rug really tied the room together.
Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.
I love you, but sooner or later, you're going to have to face the fact you're a goddamn moron.