Mousehunt1997

Ernie:
When I'm in the kitchen, I cook. I can't control every single thing that goes on in there.

Lars:
You know, it really isn't fair for everybody to blame you. You didn't do anything wrong.

Ernie:
Yes, but society always needs someone to persecute. A scapegoat, someone to demonize. The same thing happened to Galileo.

Lars:
Really? That's unbelievable. With a cockroach, and everything?

Ernie:
No. The point is, I put everything I had into that restaurant. It was my livelihood, and my home. In one fatal bite, it was all taken away from me. If only we could sell the factory.

Lars:
I'd let you stay with me, you know, but, uh, April threw me out.

Ernie:
Oh, that's too bad.

Lars:
Yeah, well, don't worry about me, though, Ernie. This is temporary. April's been like this since high school. She'll be back. I...

Ernie:
Well, would you look at that? Sleeping in the street. Pitiful.

Homeless Man:
If I had a house, I'd sleep in it!