Soul
Soul

Joe: Who... Who are you?
Jerry: I am the coming together of all quantized fields of the universe. Appearing in a form your feeble human brain can comprehend.
Joe: What?
Jerry: You can call me Jerry.

Soul
Soul

Dez: Not everyone can be Charles Drew inventing blood transfusions.
22: [in Joe's body] Or me, playing piano with Dorothea Williams. - I know.
Paul: You are not all that. Anyone could play in a band if they wanted to.
Joe: [in a cat's body] Don't pay Paul any mind. People like him just bring other people down

so they can make themselves feel better.
22: [in Joe's body] Oh, I get it. He's just criticcizing me to cover up the pain of his own failed dreams.
Paul: You cut deep, Joe.

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Soul

22: [in Joe's body] Like my mentor George Orwell used to say, State sponsored education is like the rattling of a stick inside a swill bucket.

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Soul

22: Okay, look, I already know everything about Earth, and I don't want anything to do with it.
Joe: You're missing out on the joys of life. Like, uh, pizza!
[he sniffs the slice of pizza in his hand]
Joe: I can't smell!
[he pops the slice of pizza in his mouth]
Joe: We can't...
[the slice

of pizza just pops out of him]
Joe: We can't taste either?
22: All that stuff is in your body.
Joe: No smell! No taste!
22: Or touch.
[she slaps him across the face]
22: See?
[she continues to slap his face]
Joe: Okay. I get it!

Soul
Soul

Joe: How about a librarian? They're cool.
22: Yes, amazing. Who wouldn't like working at a thankless job you're always in danger of losing due to budget cuts?

Soul
Soul

Muhammed Ali: You are the greatest... pain in the butt!

Soul
Soul

Counselor Jerry: Here at the You Seminar, all new souls are given unique and individual personalities.
Young Souls: I'm an agreeable skeptic who's cautious yet flamboyant.
Young Souls: I'm an irritable wallflower who's dangerously curious.
Young Souls: I'm a manipulative megalomaniac who's intensely opportunistic.
Counselor Jerry:

Oh-ho, this one might be a handful. But that's Earth's problem.

Soul
Soul

Principal Arroyo: Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Gardner.
[INSTRUMENTS PLAYING DISCORDANTLY]
Joe: [CHUCKLES] You're doing my ears a favor.

Soul
Soul

Joe: Am I dead?
Jerry: Not yet. Your body's in a holding state.

Soul
Soul

Doctor: Perhaps our therapy cat can go to his next appointment.
[Joe hisses]
Doctor: Okay. Okay.

Soul
Soul

Marie Antoinette: Nobody can help you! Nobody!

Soul
Soul

Jerry: You five will be... insecure, and you twelve will be... self-absorbed.
Counselor Jerry: We really should stop sending so many through that pavilion.

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Soul

Joe: [in the Hall of Everything] Croissants, cakes. Baking could be your spark.
22: Yeah! But I don't get it.
Joe: Just smell it.
22: Can't, and neither can you.
Joe: [he sniffs the slice of pizza in his hand] What? You're right. I can't smell.
[he pops the slice of pizza in his

mouth]
Joe: We can't...
[the slice of pizza just pops out of him]
Joe: We cant taste either?
22: All that stuff is in your body.
Joe: No smell! No taste!
22: Or touch.
[she slaps him across the face]
22: See?
Joe: [22

continues to slap his face] Okay. I get it!

Soul
Soul

Joe: I would die a happy man if I get to play with Dorothea Williams.

Soul
Soul

[first lines]
Joe: All right, let's try something else.
[tapping stick]
Joe: Uh, from the top. Ready. One, two, three.

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Soul

Connie: I'm twelve.

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Soul

Terry: [Joe and 22 are arguing, and Terry interrupts] Joe!
[Joe stops arguing with 22 and looks at Terry]
Terry: You cheated.
[Joe goes silent]

Soul
Soul

Joe: Wait, are you actually helping me?
22: Joe, I have been here for who knows how long, and I've never seen anything that's made me wanna live. And then, you come along. Your life is sad and pathetic, and you're working so hard to get back to it! Why? I mean, this I gonna see!

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Soul

Doctor: How Cora you were so good in this
Doctor: Cora this was amazing keep it up
Doctor: Cora I can't believe you were in this that is crazy no way that you were my friend haha
Doctor: Wish I can see u soon when I come back from ID