Chris: You are very beautiful.
Sherry: Thank you.
Chris: Uh, how did I come off? Too stuffy?
Sherry: Well, you certainly don’t act like one of the top ten minds in America.
Chris: Really? How many of them have you met?
Sherry: You’ll be eight. Professor Hostetler at M.I.T. was number six.
Chris: Old Professor Hostetler? Isn’t he dead?
Sherry: He is now.
Poe: So I asked myself, of all the melancholy topics, what, according to the universal understanding of mankind, is the most tragic? Death. And when is this most tragic of melancholy topics most poetical? When it most loosely alludes itself to beauty. The death, therefore, of a beautiful girl is unquestionably the most poetic topic in the world. Equally, it is beyond doubt that the lips best suited for such a topic are those of the man who loved her.
Gay Perry: My $2000 ceramic Vektor my mother got me as a special gift. You threw in the lake next to the car. What happens when they drag the lake? You think they’ll find my pistol. Jesus. Look up “idiot” in the dictionary. You know what you’ll find?
Harry Lockhart A picture of me?
Gay Perry: No! The definition of the word idiot, which you fucking are!