Tommy: I wish I had a female stalker. Oh, stalker sex is the best... they are SO into you.
Frank: But they're mentally disturbed.
Tommy: Which is very good with the right kook!
McNeil: Stop, it's a secret. She told me and I'm not telling anybody else.
Pip: Are you kidding, you can't keep a secret.
McNeil: Yeah I can!
Pip: Remember that time I had that wart on my thing? Huh? Remember that? You told everybody!
Ruben: (looking shocked) You had a wart on your thing?
McNeil: (smiles and shakes his head) I didn't tell anybody.
Jan: I had to think about the really tough stuff today.
McNeil: Me too, okay? I told you, it made me think about stuff.
Jan: Like what?
McNeil: Like, you know, like big stuff. Like, you know, mortality. Life, death... like what if I drop dead tomorrow. And you know, you and me never... hook up?
Jan: So your deep thought was what if you never get in my pants?