Adam: god, give me patience.
Jack: I think you mean 'give me strength.'
Adam: If god gave me strength, you'd be dead.
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Adam: I swear I'm the only kone with a brain cell.
Ryan, Jack, and Austin: ALL HAIL, the keeper of the sacred brain cell!
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Ryan: I can't believe all these people are wearing black. Black is supposed to be my thing; they're all just posers.
Adam: Ryan, for the last time, we're at a funeral.
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Ryan: and what do we say when someone disappoints us?
Jack: called it
Adam: NO!
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Jack: I'm a private person; I keep myself and never gossip.
Ryan: you'll tell me later?
Jack: you already know.
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Jack: You need to learn to love yourself.
Adam: Don't you hate yourself?
Jack: Yes, but this is about you; stay focus.
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Jack nudges Ryan at 3 am: Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. Ryan? Wake up, Ryan! Listen! They're sexless!
Ryan: The sun isn't a rock; go back to your room.
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Ryan: Cat and I don't argue; she tells me to shut up, and I do
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Alba staring at Jack: Look at him with his shitty hair and dumb outfit......I have to have him
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*6 am in Jack and Ryan's apartment*
Adam: what the fuck is making that incessant noise
Ryan: oh, that's just Jack going for a run
Adam: it's six in the fucking morning.
Ryan: well, yeah. Wait...why are you here at six in the morning!?!?!
Adam: we're going on tour. Did you forget again?
Ryan, looking down sadly: yeah...
Adam: we talked about this Ry
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Ryan: Adam, are you crying?
Adam, sobbing: This book is so fucking sad
Ryan: it's an interior design book
Adam, sobbing harder: I know, the designs fucking suck
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Jack: I think I'm depressed.
Adam: that's good; that means you're paying attention
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Austin: you motherfucker
Jack: I fucking WISH
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Ryan: I've been talking to myself in the mirror—
Jack: You know that's a mental illness?
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*Alba and Jack are having a friend date; Alba is looking for topics to talk about on her phone, despite Alba telling him just to be himself.*
Alba, checking her phone: Oh! Here's a good one. What's the weirdest way you've gotten into a relationship?
Jack: Tax evasion.
Alba, very interested: Story, please?
Jack, looking around: Ah, No.
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Jack: raise your hand if you thought I was the king of pigeons
Jack: Lee, put your claw down
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Adam, drunk and annoyed: one of my brothers called me a possum.
Adam: I am not a POSSUM.
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Jack, going over Austin's resume: Okay, we're going to LOVE you on the team, but it says right fucking here that you're creative.
Austin: Yes
Jack: Okay... so what the fuck do you create?
Austin: Problems.
Jack: Bro, same
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*Adam rings doorbell*
Jack, from inside: I HAVE A GUN!
Adam, sighs: No, Jack, it's Adam!
Jack, opening the door cheerfully: Oh, Hello, Adam!
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