"Yeah, I know I drink a lot, I know I do because I'm a writer and that's what I do, I drink. I'm not like those people…"

"Um, hey, um, listen, about the um, about that uh, jail thing... I-I-I- I can't. I-I I can't go. Um, uh, well, not bec…"

"I am having a bad day! The worst damn day of my whole damn life! If it is not too much to ask will you all just back …"

"I am so tired by the way you people talk. You know, I mean, "one day at a time." What is that? I mean, like two, thre…"

"You don't have to live my shitty little life, and until you do, do not tell me to give up the one person who matters …"

"Santa Cruz watcher!"

"I understand. Marry a cute girl, move to the suburbs, spend your weekends mowing. You'll never want to do coke again."

"God, I love afternoons like this. You know what's missing in this afternoon? That I don't have a very dry vodka marti…"

"Look, I know peoples perceptions of girls who screw other girls' boyfriends. I know what the world's perception is on…"

"Oh, so our therapist today is a very large, smelly, beast of burden."