Defending Your Life

— What about your chicken? How do you like it?
— Oh, delicious. What are you eating?
— Oh, you wouldn't like this.
— What is it? What does it taste like?
— You're curious, aren't you? Good. I like that about you. You wanna try?
— Yeah. Looks so weird. Oh, my God!
— A little like horseshit, huh? As you get smarter, you begin to manipulate your senses. This tastes much different to me than it does to you.

— So talk to me, Daniel. Tell me about your life. You feel you had any problems?
— Well, sure, I had some problems. Everybody has problems, don't they?
— Everybody on Earth. Yeah. Did you give a lot to charity?
— What do you mean a lot?
— A lot of money. Did you donate things? This isn't a good or bad thing. It's just merely my curiosity.
— Well, I mean, I'm sure I could have given more. I gave a lot to people on the street, but you never get a receipt. How much do you have to give? What's the total?
— Don't worry about it. Relax. But there was one person you were really cheap with over and over again. I wish you'd been more generous with him.
— Who?
— You.

— I'm curious. I see people driving these things. What do you know that I don't? Are floods coming? Hoover Dam broke? What's going on?
— I like this car.
— It's not a car. It's a battering ram. This is what Patton drove. "Hey, you, soldier, follow us."
— Make fun, but in an 8.5 earthquake, you'll beg for a Jeep.
— In an 8.5 earthquake, I'll beg for a coffin.

I just came from a world filled with penis envy. Now I'm in a world of brain envy. No, how big is his brain?

— Are you two feuding?
— It isn't a feud. Feuding suggests at one time you liked each other. We never did.

But I always read that you had to be okay with yourself first before you could be okay with another person. Now I feel okay with you. But I don't know how okay I was with myself before I met you.

When he's courageous and follows it up with something you don't like, you show the follow-up. When there aren't any follow-ups, you blame him for not having any.

— You think I let you down, don't you?
— Where were you? I'm just curious.
— I'll tell you, but you wouldn't understand.
— Don't treat me like a moron. Try me.
— I was trapped near the inner circle of thought.
— I don't understand.
— I told you.

— I'm late.
— Where do you go now?
— You wouldn't understand. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean that literally. Get out tonight. Have some fun. Say, you know what you might try? Get over to the Past Lives Pavilion.
— What is that?
— It's where you see some of the people you've been before.
— What?
— Yeah.
— You see yourself in other lives?
— Yeah! Most people love it. But some it makes nauseous.