Sofía: Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.
Brian: You can do whatever you want with your life, but one day you'll know what love truly is. It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.
David: My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works...
David: My father wrote about this in his book. Chapter 1... Page 1... Paragraph 1: What is the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?... Money.
Brian: You will never know the exquisite pain of the guy, who goes home alone.
[David receives his facial prosthetic]
Dr. Pomeranz: It's a helpful unit.
David: Good. Because for a minute there, I thought we were talking about
[shouts]
David: a fucking mask!
Dr. Pomeranz: It's only a mask... if you treat it that way.
David: Oh, no. It's great. This
completely takes care of Hallowe'en. But what about the other 364 days of the year?