Jack: What did he say?
Peter: He said the train is lost.
Jack: How can a train be lost? It's on rails.
Peter: I like how mean you are.
Jack: The characters are all... Thanks.
Jack: Which direction did your's go?
Francis: What do you mean?
Jack: Your feathers... mine blew toward the mountains
Francis: That's not right. It's not suppose to get blown away. You're suppose to blow on it then bury it.
Peter: I didn't get that. I still have mine.
Francis: You guys didn't do it right. I asked if you read the instructions. You did it wrong... I tried my hardest. I don't know what to do.
Peter: I don't think Dad would've hated it.
Jack's Ex-Girlfriend: Whatever happens in the end, I don't want to lose you as my friend.
Jack: I promise I will never be your friend, no matter what, ever.
Jack's Ex-Girlfriend: If we fuck, I'm gonna feel like shit tomorrow.
Jack: That's okay with me.
[last lines]
Francis: Let's go get a drink and smoke a cigarette.