No Strings Attached
Alvin: Come on. Hit me!
Adam: What? No. I'm not going to hit you. I don't want to hurt you.
Alvin: You're not going to hurt me. Come on!
Alvin: Come on, quick before I get a hernia!
Alvin: How long have you two been together?
Emma: Oh, we're not.
Adam: We're sex friends.
Emma: Yes we are.
Adam: Friends with benefits. Fuck buddies.
Alvin: [surprised] Great Scott!
Alvin: Let's smoke some weed!
Alvin: She's just so hot.
Adam: I know how hot she is.
Vanessa: [peeking out into the hallway] That's really sweet, thanks guys!
Adam: Fuck you!
Alvin: We don't get to pick who we fall in love with, and it doesn't happen like it should.
Alvin: When you're married and you do blow, try to stay away from women who want to fuck you. Even ugly women. Blow is blind, Adam. Blow is blind.
Adam: You're an asshole.
Alvin: But you're not. You got a good heart, Adam. Try to keep it.
Emma: Adam, you're wonderful. If you're lucky you're never gonna see me again.
Emma: Congrats? For what, having sex with you?
Adam: You did a good job, so... I thought you deserved a balloon.
Emma: Don't list me as your emergency contact. I won't come.
Adam: Isn't that against your Hypocratic Oath?
Emma: Yeah. I'd let you die!
Emma: Do you wanna do this?
Adam: Do what?
Emma: Use each other for sex, at all hours of the day and night. Nothing else.
Adam: Yeah, I could do that.
Emma: Good. It's gonna be fun.