Amy: Why are you being so mean? Jay: Because I don't need your unsatisfied depressing shit just hanging on my fucking head all the time. I'm sorry. This is the best I can do right now. You know, we were given a gift, but if you'd rather push our daughter around in a fuckin' wheelbarrow because that would be more real, then OK.
Alvey: How much? How much? Lisa: I did the best I could and it's a million fucking dollars. [laughs] You, Alvey Kulina, are going to make a million fucking dollars to fight. Alvey: Holy shit. Holy shit. Wow, wow, wow. Dumb money fuckin' pays. Lisa: No, oil money fuckin' pays.