It’s not so bad, being dead like me.

George: So, what's next? Onward and upward?
Rube: "Onward", not "upward". No pearly gates for you. No choirs of angels, either.
George: You dick! You're sendin' me to hell?

George: Who decides what we look like?
Mason: I don't know. Maybe this is what our inner child looks like when it grows up.
George: If that were the case, it looks like my inner child's road to... more

I'd say I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not. I excel at not giving a shit. Experience has taught me that interest begets expectation, and expectation begets disappointment, so the key to... more

Rube: You like spaghetti, George? I like spaghetti. I like board games. I like grabbing a trifecta with that longshot on top. That ozone smell you get from air purifiers. And I like knowing the space... more

That's very Zen of you, you must smoke pot.

Data Entry Guy: Files don't just disappear.

George: They do if you drop them down an elevator shaft.

George: We lead our lives, and when they end, sometimes we leave a little of ourselves behind. Sometimes we leave money, a painting, sometimes we leave a kind word. And sometimes, we leave an empty... more

[Rube lights his pipe in the Happy Time office]

George: You can't smoke in here.

Rube: Ah, fuck that bullshit, they can blow me.

[George, talking about Roxy]

George: That's Roxy. She could kick your ass.