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Christ I'm tired of being poor.


Me yelling at her? You think that's the most traumatic thing that's happened to her in the last 18 hours.

Lip [about Debbie]

Sammi wait, it wasn't candles and Barry White on the stereo, who cares? Something incredibly special and beautiful came out of it. You?


Look my mom's a bipolar drug addict who split years ago, my dad's a drunk, and the cops just hauled Fiona off to jail, okay? Look I'm the only thing that passes for a responsible adult that you're gonna find. Now how's Liam?


I think I was trying to prove something, not to you but to myself. Prove that I didn't deserve you. Or this job. Your parents, your friends, all these nice normal functional people. I really didn't think I deserved any of it. And in the end I was right.


Baby look we are victims of a society that squeezes the lower middle class. Screws up our businesses because of jackhammers and taxes and regulations and unnecessary paperwork. Basically forces us to do illegal shit. Now I'm having 4 kids and if that means I gotta turn out some Russian whores to feed my family and pursue the American Dream, that's how it's gotta be.


Debbie: If it wasn't sex then what was the problem?
Lip: Everything else.

I'm expressing myself creatively. You're counting for underarm hair with a mirror.

Debbie [to Carl]

I'd be crying too if I wasn't so high.

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