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: Don't Bogart that can, man... Troy Dyer
: Are you retarded? Vickie
: No, I'm rhyming. It's not easy. Sure I make it look easy...
: Have I stepped over some line in the sands of coolness with you? Because excuse me if somebody doesn't know the secret handshake with you. Troy Dyer
: There's no secret handshake. There's an IQ prerequisite, but there's no secret handshake.
: You look like a doily.
: [answering the phone
] Hello, you've reached the winter of our discontent.
: I'd like to somehow make a difference in people's lives. Troy Dyer
: And I... I would like to buy them all a Coke. Lelaina Pierce
: And you wonder why we never got involved?
: You can't navigate me. I may do mean things, and I may hurt you, and I may run away without your permission, and you may hate me forever, and I know that scares the living shit outta you 'cause you know I'm the only real thing you got.
: Did he dazzle you with his extensive knowledge of mineral water, or was it his in-depth analysis of, uh, uh, Marky Mark that finally reeled you in?
: This girl is cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.
: He's the reason Cliffs Notes were invented.
: There's no point to any of this. It's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know... a Quarter-Pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.
: Well fuck me for being nice!
: I'm bursting with fruit flavor.
: I am not under any orders to make the world a better place.
: I'm picking up some very strange vibes. They're of the I-just-got-laid variety.
: [On answering machine
] At the beep, please leave your name, number, and a brief justification for the ontological necessity of modern man's existential dilemma, and we'll get back to you
: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23. Troy Dyer
: Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23 is yourself. Lelaina Pierce
: I don't know who that is anymore. Troy Dyer
: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again, but I love her.
[assuming the question had no answer at all
: Can you define "irony"? Troy Dyer
: It's when the actual meaning is the complete opposite from the literal meaning.
: I was told there'd be no math on this exam.
: I just don't understand why things just can't go back to normal at the end of the half hour like on the Brady Bunch or something. Troy Dyer
: Well, 'cause Mr. Brady died of AIDS. Things don't turn out like that.
: I've wanted you like this for all these years.