Sebastian: It’s not like you have a husband – unless you’re married to Jesus.

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Sebastian: Oh sis, you’re so tense.
Kathryn: I hate it when things don’t go my way, it makes me so horny.

Sebastian: Ohh well, duty calls. Dr. Greenbaum and her daughter should make for interesting entry.
Kathryn: Ohh, your journal. Could you be more queer?
Sebastian: Could you be more desperate to read it?

Annette: I’m impressed.
Sebastian: Well, I’m in love.

Sebastian: Dear Annette, I don’t know what I could possibly say that would rectify the harm I’ve caused you. The truth of the matter is that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy. My whole life has been a joke. I prided myself on taking joy in others’ misery. Well, it finally backfired. I succeed in hurting the first person I ever loved. Enclosed is my most prized possession. My journal. For a long time I considered it my trophy. A sordid collection of my conquests. If you really want to know the truth than please read it. No more lies. Please give me another chance. I’m a wreck without you.

Sebastian: I don’t know how to make this any clearer to you; you mean nothing to me.