Feeling Minnesota

Freddie: I dream of being in a Las Vegas hotel where all of the towels smell like Downy Fabric Softener.

Freddie: Time is like an orange. It's round. It repeats itself. Everything happens for a reason.

Jjaks Clayton: You ate my ear. You killed your wife. You framed me for it. And you're mad at me because I lied?

Sam: He ain't heavy, he's my shit-head brother.

Sam: So, was it love or just...with Freddie?

Jjaks Clayton: Fuck off.

Sam: A good blowjob feels like love every time, right?

Man on Phone: Life is one big emergency, man, so fuck off

[calmly raises middle finger to Sam]