Laser: Why'd you donate sperm?
Paul: It just seemed like a lot more fun than, uh, donating blood.
[last lines]
Laser: I don't think you guys should break up.
Nic: No? Why's that?
Laser: I think you're too old.
Nic: [wryly] Thanks, Laser.
[Jules grins and puts a hand on Nic's knee, and Nic covers the hand with her own]
Jules: I wish you were gay. You'd be much more sensitive.
Sasha: I'm just saying, Spermster's a hottie. Is he single?
Joni: Okay, first of all - ew - and second, he's a really good person, so I'd prefer it if you didn't taint him with your whore juice.
Sasha: Fair enough, hairy muff. I'm outta here.
Paul: Just making an ob... observation.
Nic: Yeah? Well, I need your observations like I need a dick in my ass!
Paul: Hey, it's already hard enough to open your heart in this world. Don't make it any harder.
[Lazer exists]
Nic: Maybe we should just sit him down and ask him already.
Jules: What? "Are you and Clay fucking?"
Nic: "Exploring" is a better word.
Nic: Are you straight now?
Joni: He might be weird. I mean, he donated sperm. That's weird.
Laser: Well, you know, if he hadn't, we wouldn't be here, so... respect.
Paul: Shut the front door.
Jules: [Nic, Joni and Laser leaves the house into Nic's car. Then Jules comes out of the door only to find out that no one is paying attention on her. Tries to push the door open to go back in] It's locked.
Jai: Just because you're a 24-hour drive-thru doesn't mean everyone else has to be.
Jules: Go easy on the wine, hon. It's daytime.
Nic: Okay. Same goes for micromanaging, okay?
Clay: Let's pee on his head.
Sasha: Hey, she worked her ass off. She deserves some hot jock sausage.
Paul: I'm just weird that way.
Jules: What do you get in your relationship with Clay?
Laser: Whadda you... whadda you mean "get?"
Nic: Well, we just feel like he's a little untended.
Jules: Do you think he's the kind of person who's gonna help you grow?
