Tiffany: I was a big slut, but I'm not any more.
There's always going to be a part of me that's sloppy and dirty, but I like
that. With all the other parts of myself. Can you say the same about yourself fucker?
Can you forgive? Are you any good at that?
Tiffany: I opened up to you, and you judged me
Pat: How old are you?
Tiffany: Old enough to have a marriage end and not wind up in a mental hospital.
Tiffany: Old enough to have a marriage end and not wind up in a mental hospital.
Tiffany: I do this!
Time after time after time! I do all this shit for other people! And then I
wake up and I'm empty! I have nothing!
Pat: The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday. That's guaranteed.
I can't begin to explain that. Or the craziness inside myself and everyone
else. But guess what? Sunday's my favorite day again. I think of what everyone
did for me, and I feel like a very lucky guy.
Tiffany: Why did you order Raisin Bran?
Pat: Why did you order tea?
Tiffany: Because you ordered Raisin Bran.
Pat: I ordered Raisin Bran because I didn't want any mistaking it
for a date.
Tiffany: It can still be a date if you order Raisin Bran.
Pat: It's not a date..."
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