Sam: Why don’t you just go and beg some money off my Dad, so you can move into some place decent, with a real kitchen and a real bathroom.
George: I’d rather sell my nuts to a castrati.

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Sam: How do you become something you’re not?
George: What do you want to become?
Sam: What I’m not.
George: What are you now?
Sam: I’m nothing.
George: That’s not true.

Robin: What kind of mother can’t stand her own son?

George: You’ve worn out your welcome at this house, Sam. This may very well be the worst summer of your life but you’ve earned it.

Sam: I’m not even listening.

George: Do I still love you? Absolutely. There is not a doubt in my mind. Through all my mind, my ego… I was always faithful in my love for you. That I made you doubt it, that is the great mistake of a life full of mistakes. The truth doesn’t set us free, Robin. I can tell you I love you as many times as you can stand to hear it and all that does, the only thing, is remind us that love is not enough. Not even close.