Oh,my God, he's lost it! We're ****, we're absolutely ****!
Jay (grinning): I hear that shit.

I can't believe this shit. We're on the brink of nonexistence and God's still nowhere to be found. What the **** kind of deity gets kidnapped?

Amen to that. (he pulls off his pants)

What the hell are you doing?!

We got about five minutes left to live, the whole world's gonna end, you said you'd **** me.

You're a pig.

Oh, what? Nobody's gonna beat that thing! Now we can lay here all comatose like that John Doe Jersey bastard over there, or we can get makin' with the love.

What did you say?

"Make with the love". It's a nice way of saying "boning".

No, about John Doe Jersey!