Ramona:
We really don't have to go to this thing. It'll probably be a bad scene all around.
Scott:
No, I'm fine. It's just--
Ramona:
"It's just"?
Scott:
Well...have you ever dated someone that wasn't a total ass?
Ramona:
Well, so far, you're not a total ass.
Scott:
But I'm part ass?
Ramona:
If it makes you feel better, you're the nicest guy I've dated.
Scott:
Wait, is that good?
Ramona:
It's what I need right now.
Scott:
But not later?
Ramona:
Scott, I don't have all the answers, okay? I'd just like to try and live in the moment if I can.
Scott:
I'd just like to live. [he and Ramona arrive at The Clash at Demonhead's after-party.]
Ramona:
Look, I know Todd was bad news, but are you saying Envy wasn't? We all have baggage.
Scott:
Yeah, well, my baggage doesn't try and kill me every five minutes. What did you do to make your ex-boyfriends so insane?
Ramona:
Exes.
Scott:
Whatever.
Ramona:
No breakup is painless; somebody always gets hurt. What about you and that girl, Knives? Who broke up with who?
Scott:
I believe I broke up with her.
Ramona:
And was she cool with that?
Scott:
Knives is with Young Neil now; she's totally cool with it.
Ramona:
You're sure about that?
Scott:
Yeah, she's very mature for her age. We had a very healthy break-up. We're all peaches and gravy.
Knives:
[whines] No!
Ramona:
What about you and Kim?
Scott:
Me and Kim? I can barely remember. It was high school. She had freckles.
Ramona:
That's it?
Scott:
Yeah, it kind of ended. We changed.
Ramona:
That's really the whole story?
Scott:
Okay, fine. I had to fight a guy to be with her, okay? I fought a crazy, 80-foot-tall purple-suited dude, and I had to fight 96 guys to get to him. He was flying and shooting lightning bolts from his eyes, okay? And I kicked him so hard that he saw the curvature of the Earth. Does that make you feel any better?
Ramona:
Well, now you are being a total ass. Welcome to the club.
Scott:
I'm sorry; I'm not usually like this.
Ramona:
Hey, don't worry. I don't even know what I'm like anymore.
Scott:
[rubbing his eyes] I think this ex-boyfriends thing is messing with my head.
Ramona:
Exes.
Scott:
Why do you keep saying that? [gets kicked in the face from behind, slams into the bar counter and falls flat on the floor. He looks up at his attacker.] [stands up, thinking] The girl from earlier?
