Comet

Dell:
I never thought love was real, now I think life isn't real without it

Kimberly:
It doesn't have to look good on paper to feel good.

Dell:
I feel like I'm in the wrong world.

Dell:
'Cause I don't belong in a world where we don't end up together. I don't.

Dell:
There are parallel universes out there where this didn't happen.

Dell:
Where I was with you, and you were with me.

Dell:
And whatever universe that is that's the one where my heart lives in.

Dell:
Why does it feel so impossible to let you go?

Dell:
It's an addiction, you know. That's all it is.

Dell:
It's a biochemical addiction. It's so stupid.

Dell:
If you think about it relationships are all totally narcissistic.

Dell:
Basically, you're just looking for someone who'll love you as much as you love yourself. That's all it is.

Dell:
I'm not gonna ask you out because I don't believe in love.

Dell:
I think all relationships deteriorate into hate indifference or... Well, yeah, those two things.

Kimberly:
My parents have been together for 32 years. And they're happily in love.

Dell:
No, they're not.

Kimberly:
Yes, they are.

Dell:
No, they're not.

Dell:
If they haven't divorced by now probably means they've just surrendered to the fact that being apart isn't much better than being together.

Dell:
You know, the lesser of two evils.

Dell:
Trust me, it's like an emotional holocaust between your parents right now.

Dell:
They probably have lukewarm feelings about you too.

Stephanie:
Is there something wrong with you?

Dell:
Probably, yeah.

Kimberly:
What do you want to tell me, Dell?

Dell:
Kimberly... I used to find it really annoying you said 'so' all the time. Bugged the sh*t out of me. And I... I love it. I love it now. After we have sex and you shrug your shoulders and you say 'I'm here all week!,' - love that. I love that a single strand of your hair can fall so perfectly to the side and you don't even know. I love the little blue veins behind your eyes. I love your eyes. Knowing you goes down as easily the best thing that's ever happened to me. Easily. If I were a restaurant, you'd be my special, but nobody could order you, 'cause I'd just want you to be mine, just all mine. Not in, like, a biblical slavery-owning sense, or a pimp-prostitute dynamic of "you be mine, b*tch," but... but just in that... you're my love. You're my love. But my favorite thing of all: I like you 'cause you like me. I don't know - I think that says a lot about how great you are as a person. So, um...

Kimberly:
Dell... Believe me. Believe me when I say, you almost had me.

Kimberly:
See? This is why I hate time. I can't enjoy my sesame chicken because of that.

Dell:
Kim.

Kimberly:
I wish I could just... stop it or something. Or at least just make it pause when needed, like now. Really, I'd just get of it altogether.

Dell:
You want get rid of time? How would you do that?

Kimberly:
You know how there's time-based art? Movies, music, plays- it's all time-based art. There's a beginning and a middle and an end. and you have to see it from beginning to end. You're restrained to that time line, that way of experiencing it. But then there's paintings, no beginning, no middle, no end. You see what you want to see when you want to see it. No restrictions. It's just there.

Kimberly:
Secondly, it's not irrational to think that commitment can hurt you, 'cause it can.

Kimberly:
know that when you still a girl's twenty's? it's dangerous business, buster.

Kimberly:
You're officially on notice, Mr Pink Lighter.

Kimberly:
No matter how bad our relationship got, I wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for it. Because I needed it. I needed you in this life.

Kimberly:
You are a very broken man, Dell.

Dell:
In theory. Speaking of broken man, your goteed philistine is sashaying toward us.

Kimberly:
Run!

Dell:
What?

Kimberly:
Run!

Dell:
What?

Kimberly:
Run!

Dell:
I wanna talk.

[first lines]

Dell:
[repeating multiple times] This is not a dream.

Dell:
I should know that I'm a C, may be a C+ in the winter time when I can cover up my body more. And even though you're a douchebag, you're still incredibly attractive. So, maybe it's only fair, you two pair.

Kimberly:
[laughs] [Josh gives her the looks] [to Josh] What? It rhymed!

Kimberly:
[on phone] He... called himself a Bob Dylan song and then proceeded to call me a Britney Spears song. I don't know what that means either, but it sounds insulting.

Kimberly:
What if something *good* happens 5 minutes from now? Can't that happen?

Dell:
No.

Kimberly:
What did you think was gonna happen 5 minutes before you met me?

Dell:
Whenever anybody emails me hugs and kisses, I wanna just email them back oral and penetration.

Kimberly:
I'm seeing a guy, Jack.

Dell:
You're seeing a Jack?

Kimberly:
He's an executive at MTV. Looks like a cross between Salvador Dali and Dwayne Wayne from "a different world", which is hot.

Dell:
It's a weird combination.

Kimberly:
You don't deserve me. I can tell.

Dell:
That's perfect. I want someone I don't deserve.

Dell:
You know the ending.

Kimberly:
Sometimes it's not about knowing the ending.