Abe Quotes in Looper (2012)

Abe: [Joe has been teaching himself French] Why the fuck French?

Joe: I'm going to France.

Abe: You should go to China.

Joe: I'm going to France.

Abe: I'm from the future. You should go to China.

Abe: This time travel crap, just fries your brain like a egg...

Abe: My great-grandfather told my grandfather, "Men are like spiders. It's the little ones you've got to be careful of."

Joe: Don't know I agree with that.

Abe: Yeah? Huh. What the fuck did my great-grandfather know?

Abe: Ask yourself: who would I sacrifice for what's MINE?

Abe: I guess everything comes back around. Like your goddamn ties.

[first lines]

Abe: I am Abe Klein. Today is my 21 birthday and it's the worst day of my entire life. Because: I am a total stupid idiot and I need help, big help. And I need it right now.

Oscar Madison: What's the matter, don't you look at a good ass anymore?

Abe: I'm not allowed to look at Pastrami, why should I look at an ass?

Abe: He just missed someone in crowd!

Oscar Madison: What crowd? We could all go home in one car.

Abe: [to Tucker] ... When I was a little kid, maybe five years old, in the old country, my mother used to say to me; she'd warn me, she'd say, 'Don't get too close to people. You'll catch their dreams... '... Years later, I realized I misunderstood her... 'Germs', she said, not 'dreams', 'You'll catch their *germs*'...

[they both laugh]

Abe: I want you to know something, Tucker. I went into business with you for one reason - to make money. That's all... How was I to know...

[chokes up, head down]

Abe: ... if I got too close, I'd catch your dreams...

Preston Tucker: Isn't that the idea? To build a better mouse trap?

Abe: Not if you're a mouse!

Preston Tucker: Abe. Gee I appreciate you stopping by. How long you got between trains?

Abe: You like this? living in the middle of nowhere? Cupa coffee, 2, 3 in the morning, you could die first.

Preston Tucker: Or you could go into the kitchen and make some

Abe: Who needs coffee, 2 in the morning? You sit down, read the paper, chew the fat with the waitress. Here, you look around, there's nothin' but scenery

Preston Tucker: I always thought we're the scenery. How do you like your coffee?

Abe: In the city.

Abe: Cars? You brought me here for cars?

Preston Tucker: [laughs, indicates a drawing] Does that look like a car to you? THAT, is a gold mine I'm handing you on a silver platter.

Abe: Forget it; you got no chance.

Preston Tucker: Now how can you say that? You haven't even heard my ideas yet.

Abe: Ideas? Einstein's in the idea business; he makes up numbers so high only dogs can hear them. But what does it cost him? a piece of paper, a couple of pencils.

Abe: [after the trial outside the courthouse, with lots of spectators admiring Tucker's cars] They *love* the cars, the people! Drives me crazy, that the motor company's dead... They'll never be made!

Preston Tucker: We made 'em.

Abe: Fifty cars...

Preston Tucker: Aw, what's the difference - fifty or fifty million. That's only machinery!... It's the *idea* that counts, Abe... The dream...

Abe: Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.

Abe: So much of philosophy is just verbal masturbation.

Abe: I couldn't remember the reason for living, and when I did it wasn't convincing.

Abe: I wanted to be an active world changer and I've wound up a passive intellectual who can't fuck.

Abe: Kant said human reason is troubled by questions that it cannot dismiss, but also cannot answer.

Abe: It's very scary when you run out of distractions.

Abe: Fifty-fifty odds is better than most people get in life.

Abe: I'm asking you to put our everyday assumptions aside, and trust your experience of life. In order to really see the world, we must break with our familiar acceptance of it.

Jill: Despair is what Kierkegaard called the sickness unto death, Abe. And you suffer from despair.

Abe: I'm well aware of what Kierkegaard thought. But he was, in the end, a Christian. How comforting that would be.

Abe: I'm Abe Lucas and I've murdered. I've had many experiences and now a unique one. I've taken a human life. Not in battle or self defense, but I made a choice I believed in and saw it through. I feel like an authentic human being.

Rita: How's it coming?

Abe: I'm... blocked. I can't write.

Rita: Why?

Abe: I don't know, I... I can't *write* 'cause I... I can't breathe.

Rita: What would get you breathing again?

Abe: [sighs] I... you know... I don't... I'm too... *the will to breathe*, inspiration you know.

Rita: You need a muse.

Abe: I've never needed a muse before.

[sighs]

Rita: I hope you're not going to send me back out into the rain without sleeping with me.

Abe: I'm trying to write.

Rita: You're blocked. I'm going to unblock you or are you becoming infatuated with that student you spend so much time with?

Abe: Life's ironic isn't it? One day a person has a morass of complicated, unsolvable problems then in the batting of an eye, dark clouds part and she can enjoy a decent life again. It's just astounding.

Abe: The dizziness and anxiety had disappeared and I was happy and enjoying the joy of living.

Narrator: Ceil adored a very prominent ventriloquist, and this always used to drive Abe crazy:

Abe: He's a ventriloquist on the radio - how do you know he's not moving his lips?

Ceil: Who cares? Leave me alone!

[bursts with laughter]

Ceil: Abe, have you seen mama's teeth. She left them in a glass of water yesterday, and she can't find them.

Abe: Kids were playing hockey with them.

Ceil: They were playing hockey with mama's teeth?

Abe: Yeah, the're about the same size as a puck.

Abe: Only creeps and crazy people go out on new year's eve.

Ceil: Then you should definitely go out, Abe.

Ceil: Don't you wanna hit the hot spots and drink Champagne from my slipper?

Abe: I can't take that much liquid.

Holly: [while Abe munches on his cob of corn] See this is her old problem. She creates a situation where she gets this rejection that everyone else sees coming.

Robin: She just wasn't being honest.

Holly: Well, I think it's a black thing too.

Elaine: [more shocked] Jane is black?

Abe: [mouth full of corn from his cob] Yes, Ma'am. She sure is.

Robin: And you can't live a lie. You just can't.

Holly: [glancing at Abe] Well, there's lying and then there's... just not telling.

[Munching on his cob of corn, Abe glances up at her]

Robin: Big diff.

Elaine: She's a black Lesbian?

Abe: [mouth full of corn from his cob] Yes, Ma'am. That is right.

Elaine: [looking at Robin] And she was living here? With you?

Holly: No, no, no no, no no. She was just living here. They weren't like fucking or anything.

[Elaine gasps; Robin rolls her eyes. Abe laughs, nearly choking on his corn]

Holly: [seeing Robin's expression and reconsidering] Were you?

Elaine: [shocked] Were you?

Abe: [eager] Were you?

Robin: [indignantly disregarding them] Ah - I'll get the coffee.

Holly: Anyway, uhm... Jane called me at work, wanted to know how you are.

Robin: I'm fine.

Elaine: Who's Jane?

Abe: [mouth full of corn from his cob] Jane used to live here up until a few days ago.

Robin: You stay out of this, Holly. It's between me and Jane.

Holly: Well, she asked for my advice, so I told her she's anti-Lesbian.

Robin: I am not.

Elaine: [shocked] Who's a Lesbian?

Robin: Jane is.

Elaine: [shocked] And she was living here?

Abe: Yes, Ma'am.

Robin: [indignant] I am not 'anti-Lesbian'!

Holly: Not you, her.

Elaine: Who?

Robin: Jane.

Abe: We're all horrible people. Humanity's a fucking cesspool. People look in the mirror every fucking day and lie to themselves, saying they're good or caring or loving, but deep down - not so deep down - they only care about themselves. People... People treat you like shit, every fucking day, and then they act like other people are shit... so they get a pet that's all cute and cuddly, but even an animal knows the hard, primal truth: It is all about what you want; and, if there's any kindness or generosity, it only comes after being well-fed, or having good sex, or knowing that you weren't wiped out like all the other suckers on Wall Street.

Abe: You know, if it wasn't for my dad, I could've been a singer.

Miranda: I want to want you.

Abe: That's enough for me.

Mahmoud: Poor thing. You really don't get it, do you?

Abe: Get what?

Mahmoud: Everyone has a receipt, and it never adds up.

Marie: Justin's a good kid.

Abe: He's a fuckin' moron!

Marie: Maybe, but he does what he's told. People like him.

Abe: What are you saying? You on my dad's side or something?

Marie: I like Justin. He's easy on the eyes.

Abe: I'm moving out.

Phyllis: Where are you gonna go?

Abe: Away. As far away as possible.

Phyllis: Do you need any money?

Abe: I have savings, I don't need anyone's help. I mean, like, mom, I'm...

Phyllis: Remember, I'm always here for you.

[she kisses him and starts to leave the room]

Abe: Mom?

Phyllis: Yes, honey?

Abe: Actually, you know, you never did pay up for my Backgammon winnings.

Phyllis: Oh. Well, I'll write you a check in the morning.

Abe: $845 as of October 4th.

Phyllis: You're always so good with dates and numbers. Hey, you wanna play a quick round, just for fun?

Abe: First, the check.

Phyllis: Can I pay you in installments?

Abe: What're you gonna do? Fire me?

Jackie: I can't fire you. You quit.

Abe: Can you believe my father? I mean, like, I didn't even do anything, and yet, somehow, it's all... always all my fault.

Marie: Well, family and business is always a tricky combination.

Abe: Everything would be fine if he wasn't such a fucking asshole. You see the way he talks to me.

Abe: You are so different here from the way you are at the office.

Marie: I'm not on payroll here.

Abe: I'm not a kid.

Marie: I know. Next thing you know, you'll be fifty and your life will be over, and you'll still be living at home.

Abe: You know, it costs a lot of money to move out. I'm not rich!

Marie: You're a cheapskate and a freeloader. Face it.

Abe: There're my parents! They need me!

Marie: No. Grow up. No one needs you.

Abe: I was supposed to be the dark horse.

Abe: I can't help it if I was a screamer!

Richard: And I can't help it if I was easy!

Abe: My mother said that she thinks you're... pregnant. Is it true?

Miranda: You know your mom.

Abe: I know. That's why I'm asking, because, if it's true, if you're carrying my baby, it's gonna be okay.

Miranda: Don't worry. I'm not.

Abe: Miranda, I know this might take you by surprise, I mean, like, totally wild and crazy, I know. I'm just a dark horse at heart, but I always just tell myself "Abe, go for it!"

Miranda: Uh-huh.

Abe: Miranda, I wanna marry you. Will you accept? Don't say anything. Just think about it. I know. It's totally crazy. I know. I just wanted to put it out there, let you know how I feel, but let's just push that aside for now. You wanna go to the movies, do to the mall or somethin', pick up some tacos?

Abe: [at the toy store customer service counter] I'm looking for my financeé.

Jiminy: I'm sorry. We don't carry any fianceés here.

Abe: But I know she's here.

Jiminy: Maybe you'd like to try one of our other outlets?

Abe: Look, I just told you she's here! Do I have to talk to the store manager?

Jiminy: Sorry. He's out for lunch, but he'll be back in a few minutes, if you'd like to wait.

Abe: No, I would not like to wait. I paid for a financeé and I want her now!

Jiminy: Maybe you'd like to flip through our catalogue. We could special order for you, if you'd like, but I'm afraid, once a purchase has been opened, it can't be returned - store policy.

Abe: But I have a receipt.

Abe: [showing Miranda his room, which is full of action figures, toys and posters of Doctor Who, Lord of the Rings and Thundercats] Don't worry, I am not a Trekkie or anything super-nerdy like that.

Abe: I can't take any more of this crap! You always blame me for everything! Well, fuck you, I quit!

Jackie: Fine! Then you can pack up and move out of the house while you're at it!

Abe: You can program the TiVo yourself!

Phyllis: Maybe you should go back into therapy.

Abe: Psychiatrists are idiots! The whole profession is a joke! I know my problems better than anyone and there's no solution.

Phyllis: Dr. Sonnenschein...

Abe: Dr. Sonnenschein's the biggest fucking idiot of them all!

Phyllis: He helped your father and me. He helped us with our marriage. Remember, we almost got a divorce.

Abe: You should have gotten divorced.

Kelly: You know, a funny thing just happened to me. I thought you were dead on the couch.

Abe: Oh, you mean Emmet. Well, they didn't have any empty beds at Care House.

Kelly: Emmet.

Abe: Uh huh.

Kelly: So you bring him to our house? Why don't you ever think about maybe he might be dangerous to me and mom? Or steal all of our furniture.

Abe: He needed a place to sleep tonight.

Kelly: Well, having him hear makes it feel more like home any way.

Abe: Hey, I've been straight for five years, almost six. That's a thirty year old life.

Kelly: Big deal. I've been straight the whole time.

[walks away]

[Abe and Abbie are discussing Abbie's mother]

Abe: A woman her age is supposed to move to Florida. Who moves to Vermont?

Abbie: She likes the cold.

Abe: She should - she invented it.

Abe: There's an art to being incidental.

[Abe is dressed in a lobster costume]

Abe: I'm glad you came, doctor. Maybe you can tell me what's wrong with my hand - it's been like this for a month.

Lisa: Have you tried soaking it in melted butter?

Abe: When I die, I want my epitaph to read "Here's lies Abe Polin, King of the Extras. 19th man to yell, 'I'm Spartacus.'"

[Abbie's flashback]

Young Abbie: Dad! I'm afraid to go to sleep!

Abe: Why are you afraid to go to sleep?

Young Abbie: What if I never wake up?

Abe: Then there'll be more for me for breakfast.

Abe: Sweet dreams to my fingers, sweet dreams to my knees. Sweet dreams to bellybuttons that go in and out. Sweet dreams to all the little tushies in the world - the big ones, too, like the waitress in the bowling alley!

Abe: Extras are the real Hollywood. You won't see their names above the title or below the title. We like to think of ourselves as behind the title.

Abe: I've lived a thousand different lives in a thousand different places, kid.

Abbie: Great, but when was the last time you opened a window?

[Abe points at his buttocks imprint on his old chair]

Abe: You see that? When I die, I want you to make a mold of that imprint and put it in front of Chinese Theater. Gable's feet, Monroe's hands, and Abe Polin's ass.

Aaron: You know that story, about how NASA spent millions of dollars developing this pen that writes in Zero G? Did you ever read that?

Abe: Yeah.

Aaron: You know how the Russians solved the problem?

Abe: Yeah, they used a pencil.

Aaron: Right. A normal wooden pencil. It just seems like Philip takes the NASA route almost every time.

Abe: I'm not into the whole "destiny, there's-only-one-right-way" thing.

Aaron: Abe, I'm not either, but what's worse? You know, thinking you're being paranoid or knowing you should be?

[Aaron and Abe are lowering the metallic containment-field shield over the device]

Abe: Isn't there some sort of... glass... or transparent - I don't know of anything that we could use as a window. Pyrex?

Aaron: [referring to the side of the shielding that he's sliding into the frame] Yeah, I'm in.

Abe: [following Aaron's lead with the casing] Okay, drop it.

Aaron: I don't know of anything that's not going to leave a gap in the field. But we gotta see what's going on in there.

Abe: How much would that cost?

Aaron: [with a sarcastic huff] Yeah.

Abe: What?

Aaron: You want to put my camcorder inside the box that's so dangerous we can't look into it.

[while Aaron and Abe are in the hotel room, Aaron2 and Abe2 are on the street when Aaron2's cell phone rings. They realize the enormity of the problem]

Aaron: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot it was in my pocket.

Abe: It's Kara.

Aaron: Yeah.

Abe: [sighs in frustration] How, how do cell phones work? If, if there's two duplicate phones and I call the same number, do they both ring at the same time, or is there...

Aaron: That's not how it works.

Abe: Yes, it's a radio signal, so it...

Aaron: No, it's a network. The network, the network checks each area. When it finds a phone, it stops ringing. It only, it rings the first one.

Abe: This, this one's ringing.

Aaron: [wiping his face] Right.

Abe: So, the one your double has in Russellfield can't be...

Aaron: Right. I think we broke symmetry.

Abe: Are you sure that's how cell phones work?

Aaron: [the hand rubbing his temple falls to his side, and he smiles in despair] No.

Abe: Look, nobody's saying it wouldn't be fun. It's just, the time for jacking around with Tesla coils and ball lightning in the garage is over. I mean, maybe this is something you can try on your own, on your free time, you know?

[cross-talking]

Robert: My free time? Which free time? Free time after the fifty hours a week at work, after the thirty hours I spend working nights in the garage...?

Abe: We're all working the same schedule. We're all working the same schedule. I know.

Robert: [with hurt feelings] And, and it's not a Tesla coil.

[sarcastically]

Robert: I guess I could shave a couple minutes off my day by eating on the toilet.

Abe: If you ditch work this afternoon, and promise to do the few small things I ask you; I will in return show you the most important thing that any living organism has ever witnessed.

Aaron: You want to put my camcorder inside the box that's so dangerous we can't look into it.

[pause. He accepts the fate of the camcorder]

Aaron: If something happens, would you pay me back?

Abe: So we have a slightly negative pressure in the box. So we're ready for the argon.

[He puts a Weeble into the device's box]

Aaron: Wait, which one is that?

Abe: It's the blue one.

Aaron: The blue one.

Abe: I weighed it at 77 grams. I set the scale to decagrams, though. I'm showing 7. 7 decagrams. Ready for .05 liters of argon.

[Aaron is checking tubing and proceeding to start the machine up]

Abe: Ready?

Aaron: Just the plate first, right?

Abe: Right, first just the plate, and then we'll...

[the device begins to hum]

Abe: Okay. Let's just give it a second.

[Aaron watches the diode readout, which begins at 7.7, then falls to 7.4, 7.2, 6.9]

Aaron: You want to do the box now?

Abe: [happily] Yeah. Okay, let's go through the checklist, and - Aaron, hold on a second. Let's make sure everything's set up right. Hold on, Aaron. Wait! Just wait! Okay.

[Aaron pushes a toggle. The device becomes loud and the TV screen shows the Weeble agitating rapidly inside the box]

Aaron: Anything? Is this normal?

Abe: I don't know.

Aaron: I'm turning it off.

Abe: Wait! No.

Aaron: It's my camera, we don't have enough money...

[the device suddenly powers down]

Aaron: Okay, I didn't do that.

Abe: Did we blow something?

Abe: I just want you to see it the way I saw it.

Aaron: I am trying, okay, I really am here.

Abe: Look, everything we're putting into that box becomes ungrounded, and I don't mean grounded like to the earth, I mean, not tethered. I mean, we're blocking whatever keeps it moving forward and so they flip-flop. Inside the box it's like a street, both ends are cul-de-sacs. I mean, this isn't frame dragging or wormhole magic this is basic mechanics and heat 101.

Aaron: This is *not* mechanics and heat.

Abe: Whoa. You're bleeding.

[Takes handkerchief and places it on his ear]

Aaron: I got it.

[Holds it to his ear]

Aaron: Is this normal? This isn't normal.

Abe: For the machine?

Aaron: No! For people. What you think it's the machine?

[Abe looks as if to help]

Aaron: All right, I got it!

Abe: [describing his time in the machine] You know, I've never considered myself claustrophobic... but I started sweating and I, I couldn't find the right flow rate on the tank... and I was breathing a lot differently than I was when I was testing it on the outside. Eventually, I settled down, and... I don't know, maybe, maybe it was the Dramamine kicking in, but I remember this moment in there, in the dark with the reverberation of the machine. It was maybe the most content I've ever been.

Abe: What'd you do to this thing?

Aaron: Huh? What?

Abe: It looks like a dog digested it!

Abe: [asking him to explain to Aaron] Okay, so what is it?

Clean Room Technician: Protein buildup.

Abe: Okay. Can you just tell him?

Clean Room Technician: [turns to Aaron] Protein buildup.

Abe: But what kind?

Clean Room Technician: [to Abe] Some fungus -

[turns to Aaron]

Clean Room Technician: Some fungus.

Abe: Aaron, I can imagine no way in which this thing could be considered anywhere remotely close to safe. All I know is I spent six hours in there and I'm still alive... You still want to do it?

Aaron: What, what he's saying is...

Abe: What I'm saying is, we drop the box down on it, okay, focus our own magnetic field to negate and knock out the inverse - what's going on inside the ceramic - and that should change the transition temperature to something we can work with.

Aaron: What are we saying that is?

Abe: Hopefully, near room temperature.

Aaron: What is that about, uh, the best mathematician's a lazy one?

[Abe is showing Aaron what he has learned about the device's control over time, and Aaron is sweating, nervous. The clock shows 7 minutes past 2 a.m]

Abe: Did you notice those? When you were controlling the feeds, did you notice the parabolic? Hey, it's important. Parabolas are important. Here, look at this.

Aaron: I don't know, Abe.

Abe: Now, I'm gonna start it up and let it run for sixty seconds with, with nothing in it, okay, it's empty this time.

Aaron: [watching the time] That's twenty-two.

Abe: In all the equations that describe motion and heat...

[They start to cross-talk over each other]

Aaron: Now, just one minute, just a second...

Abe: ...in all the Feynman diagrams, what's the one variable that you can turn into negative and still get rational answers from?

Aaron: That's one minute out here...

Abe: It's not mass, it's not...

Aaron: Twenty-two hours...

Abe: It's about twenty-two hundred.

Aaron: ...twenty-two minutes in the box.

Abe: It's an odd, it's an odd number.

Aaron: How many minutes is it? That's thirteen hundred, forty-seven minutes.

Abe: Okay, yeah, thirteen forty-seven, you got that fast.

Aaron: How - Why is it odd? How did you know it was odd?

Abe: Because this is it, okay? This is what's going on...

Abe: Do you have anything important going on at work today?

Aaron: I hope you're not implying that any day is unimportant at Cortex Semi.

[Aaron and Abe are in the hotel room for the usual six hours, and are tossing a football back and forth]

Aaron: I don't know. What do you mean?

Abe: Well, it's just a little embarassing. The storage room guy sees us come in together, but he never sees us leave.

Aaron: Yeah, but what do you think the receptionist thinks about two guys that, uh, come and get a room for six hours every day?

[a phone rings, and Abe immediately reaches for the motel room's phone]

Abe: [panicky] Did you unplug this? - You brought your *cell phone*?

[Aaron, though his face is blank, still manages to look embarrassed and horrified]

Aaron: Gonna check the caller ID.

[Abe grips the football tightly]

Aaron: [trying to sound reassuring] Yeah, we're not - we're not back.

Abe: Yeah. Yeah, but you can't take it back with you, okay?

Aaron: [answering the phone] This is Aaron. Hey, babe. Um, yeah, I'm not there, I had to come downtown and hold some of these guys' hands. Tell me. Uh, sounds good. Um, no, I gotta eat with these off-site fags. Save mine, though, I'll have it later. Okay. Yeah. Um, yeah, at six.

[Night, outside Aaron's garage. Aaron is arguing that they should prevent Robert and Phillip from visiting while they work on the device]

Aaron: I don't know. I'll tell 'em something. I'll tell 'em we're spraying for bugs or something. It should just be a day or two, anyways.

[sardonically]

Aaron: I mean, unless you want to bring 'em in.

Abe: No, it's just, I mean, they have their work in there, too.

Aaron: [bitterly] You know if Phillip finds out about that or even sees it, he's going to have to take it apart.

Abe: No, I...

Aaron: You know I'm just putting a love tweak on it.

Abe: Yeah, I know. No, you're right.

Aaron: Abe, it's my garage, okay? It's not like they're paying rent.

Abe: What's wrong with our hands?

Aaron: [has his arms tightly wrapped around his chest, his hands tight under his armpits] What do you mean?

Abe: [almost shouting] Why can't we write like normal people?

Aaron: [quietly] I don't know. I can see the letters... I know what they should look like, I just can't get my hand to make them easily.

[Abe is rocking back and forth against the desk; Aaron is quietly jittering]

Abe: Try comparing it to your left hand.

Aaron: It's almost the same.

Abe: [standing next to his car] I'm just saying, why would they put it in there if you didn't need it?

Aaron: All right, one catalytic converter. It's fine. It's fine. Just remember to put it back, okay? Your emissions went up like 300 percent.

Abe: [takes the catalytic converter and looks at it] Is there enough in here?

Aaron: Yeah, it should be. If not, we'll pull the one out of my truck.

[Abe and Aaron are discussing the fact that the device is working with more energy than they're putting into it via the batteries]

Abe: It is weird, though.

Aaron: You wanna see something even weirder?

[Abe looks at him questioningly]

Aaron: Okay, let's go over this again. Two batteries, right? 24 volts? What are we pulling out of this one? Just for fun.

Abe: Twelve volts.

[Aaron unplugs the 12-volt battery and kicks it away from the device, which continues to hum with power]

Aaron: How about this one?

Abe: This would be... twelve volts.

[Aaron unplugs the second 12-volt battery and kicks it away from the device, which continues to hum with power. He shrugs]

Aaron: So what the hell is this thing?

Abe: [skeptically] It doesn't stay like that.

Aaron: No, I mean, it winds down in a few minutes.

[Then, immediately, with frustration fueled by knowledge that the device should not work:]

Aaron: What *does* that?

Aaron: [talking about being inside the device] God, everything is so different in there. You feel how cut off you are, you know? It's this entirely separate world, and you encompass most of it. And the sound... Isn't the sound different, on the inside? It's, it's like it's singing. I guess you can't hear it on the outside. I had this dream in there.

Abe: About what?

Aaron: I was on, or near, the ocean and, uh, I just kept hearing the surf. It was so uneventful, at night, when the tide kept coming in and out.

Abe: Yeah.

Aaron: Yeah.

Aaron: What do they do?

Abe: What do you mean?

Aaron: What does it, what does this company do? Do they make things or...

Abe: I don't know. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that the price goes up. You know, and the volume is so high that the number of shares we're trading is not going to affect the price.

Aaron: You really don't know what they do?

[No answer]

Aaron: That's why you were talking about a mid-cap fund, so the volume'd be high enough to hide us.

Abe: Yeah, yeah. Do you think that's too cautious?

Aaron: I don't know. I know there's a lot of stocks out there that do a lot more than double, but this is my first day.

[last lines]

Abe: [as he directs more tourists onto the bus] Ah, doesn't matter. Always room for one more sinner, sir. Just joking. Come on...

Abe: You know what's the matter with him, don't ya?

Zeke: What?

Abe: He's in love.

Zeke: Oh!

Abe: Do you know a longer way to the governor's office, Captain?

Zeke: Yes, through the woods, kinda pretty.

Marietta: See the lovely flowers Captain Warrington bought me. Lovely aren't they?

Abe: Squeeze the juice out of them things and it's mighty good when you get a boil on your neck.

Zeke: Good for swollen feet too.

Abe: Worlds changing darling. You gotta embrace it. Regardless of the consequences. Can you do that?

Cee: Yeah.

Abe: Good girl.