Man, whatever you do, don't stare.

Look, I'm not gonna stare, come on.

None of us would. But you get there, and you feel yourself not staring.

Then you think, "it's obvious I'm not staring." So you look, and you think, "I'm staring." So you say, "this is ridiculous," and you take a GOOD LOOK. And you think, "I'm looking at a man who, when he washes his face, loses the bar of soap." [laughs]

Thanks guys, all right.

Don't say we didn't warn you.

Hey, what about your boyfriend? What was his name?

Richard.

When's he coming?

He's not. He's not coming.

What happened?

We just ran out of gas. I guess I mistook sex for love.

Oh, I did that once. It was great.

Let's take a look at that letter...

I think it's really good!

"Dear Roxanne, how's it going? Want to have a drink sometime? If you do, check this box."

You must know about M31.

Yeah.

Now, see, I like it when they give astronomical objects names, you know, like "Andromeda" and "Saturn" and "Sea of Tranquility." This whole numbering thing is just too boring for us civilians.

Do you know how many objects are up there?

Well, I know it's over fifty.

[to two drunks that have just made fun of his nose]

I really admire your shoes.

What?

I love your shoes.

What do ya mean?

And I was just thinking: as much as I really admire your shoes, and as much as I'd love to have a pair just like them, I really wouldn't want to be IN your shoes at this particular time and place.