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: Holy shite. What the fuck is that? Dick
: It's the new Belle and Sebastian... Rob
: It's a record we've been listening to and enjoying, Barry. Barry
: Well, that's unfortunate, because it sucks ass.
: I don't have that record... I'll buy it for forty. Rob
: Sold. Louis
: Now why would you sell it to me and not to him? Barry
: Because you're not a geek, Louis. Louis
: You guys are snobs. Dick
: No, we're not. Louis
: Yeah, seriously, you're totally elitist. You feel like the unappreciated scholars, so you shit onto people who know lesser than you. Rob
: No! Louis
: Which is everybody... Rob
: Yeah... Louis
: That's so sad.
: Marie de Salle's playing. You remember I told you about her. I like her. She's kind of Sheryl Crow-ish crossed with a post-Partridge Family pre-L.A. Law Susan Dey kind of thing, but, you know, uh, black.
: I wanna date a musician. Rob Gordon
: I wanna live with a musician. She'd write songs at home and ask me what I thought of them, and maybe even include one of our little private jokes in the liner notes. Barry
: Maybe a little picture of me in the liner notes. Dick
: Just in the background somewhere.
[while Marie de Salle is singing "Baby I Love Your Way"
] Rob Gordon
: I used to hate this song. Barry
: Yeah. Rob Gordon
: Now I kinda like it. Barry
: I will now sell five copies of "The Three EPs" by The Beta Band. Dick
: Go for it.
[Rob plays the record
] Beta Band Customer
: Who is this? Rob Gordon
: The Beta Band. Beta Band Customer
: It's good. Rob Gordon
: I know.
: Top 5 songs about death. A Laura's Dad tribute list, okay? Okay. Leader of the Pack. The guy fuckin' beefs it on his motorcycle and dies, right? Dead Man's Curve. Jan & Dean. Dick
: Do you know that right after they recorded that song Jan himself crashed his car... Barry
: It was Dean you fuckin' idiot... Rob
: It was Jan. It was a long time after the song. Barry
: Okay, whatever. Tell Laura I Love Her. That would bring the house down - Laura's Mom could sing it. You know what I'd want? One Step Beyond by Madness. And, uh, You Can't Always Get What You Want. Dick
: No. Immediate disqualification because of its involvement with The Big Chill. Barry
: Oh God. You're right! Dick
: Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald - Gordon Lightfoot. Barry
: You bastard! That's so good - that should have been mine... The night Laura's daddy died. Sha na na na na na na na na! Brother what a night it really was. Mother what a night it really... angina's tough! Glory be!
: Hey, it's half past a monkey's ass, let's get out of here. Dick
: Um, I can't meet you guys at the club tonight. Barry
: Who are you going to see? Dick
: [grins bashfully
] Nobody. Barry
: Rob! Loooky-looky! Dick, are you gettin' some?
: Oh-ho-ho! Un-fucking-believable! Dick's got a hot date! How did this happen, Dick? What logical explanation can can there possibly be? What's her name? Dick
: Annaugh. Barry
: Anna? Anna what? Anna Conda? Dick
: Annaugh Moss. Barry
] Anna M-ha-ha-oss? Is she all green and fuzzy and mossy? And you met this bruiser where exactly? The home for the mentally challenged or the blind or the bus station? Dick
: Um, here. She asked me about the new Green Day album, and I told her... Barry
: Oh, man, finally! *Anna!* That's great, Dick! Really! Smoke that ass!
: I guess it looks as if you're reorganizing your records. What is this though? Chronological? Rob
: No... Dick
: Not alphabetical... Rob
: Nope... Dick
: What? Rob
: Autobiographical. Dick
: No fucking way.