Kevin Spacey: Mickey
Mickey : You don't know what you're saying. You don't.
Eddie : I do.
Mickey : No. I know you think you know what you're saying, but you're not saying it.
Eddie : No, I know what I'm saying. I don't know what I mean, but I know what I'm saying. Is that what you mean?
Mickey : Yeah.
Eddie : Right. But it's not like anybody knows what anything means, right? It's not like anybody knows that. So at least I know I don't know what I mean, which is better than most people. They probably think they know what they mean, not just what they think they mean.
Eddie : Oh. I was wondering. You came in this morning at something like 6:02? So... I guess dinner was a success.
Mickey : Yeah, you know.
Eddie : Or does it mean - and I'm just tryin' to get the facts straight here - does it mean that you fucked her?
Mickey : Darlene?
Eddie : Yeah.
Mickey : Did I fuck... Darlene? (picks up phone) Last night?
Mickey : You're right. Good taste has undoubtedly deprived me of any number of friendships.
Artie : He's got this thing.
Phil : It's a vibrator I carry around with me.
Mickey : You carry a vibrator around with you?
Phil : Yeah. As a form of come-on. So the girls can see I'm up for anything right away. Sometimes as a sort of, uh, mood-setter I turn it on. But, uh, today there was, uh, extenuating circumstances.
Artie : You forgot about the weights.
Phil : Yeah.
Artie : He forgot about the weights.
Mickey : You forgot about the weights?
Phil : Yeah. Forgot about the weights. Unbelievable.
Mickey : Unbelievable! You forgot about the weights?
Eddie : Do you know what he's talking about?
Mickey : No, I have no idea what he's talking about.
Phil : You prick, you disgust me.
Mickey : Funerals. Sex. Death. I'm gonna go out and play.