John: Not hungry? Beth: Nuh-uh. I'm intermittent fasting. John: What's that mean? Beth: Nothing but coffee and cigarettes till noon, and then I can eat what the fuck I want till I start drinkin' at six. John: Well, I'd love to meet the doctor who came up with that diet. Beth: I've adapted it to suit my lifestyle.
John: Rip, have you figured out how to do this without all us gettin' trampled? Rip: Best we came up with, sir, is like fuck it, you know? Let's get up there as fast as we can and chase those son of a bitches down the mountain. John: Fuck it? That your plan, too? Fuck it? Kayce: It's gonna be a shit show now matter what we do. May as well do it fast, less time for things to go wrong. John: Your logic is so flawed, son, it's, hell, it almost makes sense.