sam: i never enjoy anything. i'm always waiting for whatever's next. i think everyone's like that, living life in fast forward, never stopping to enjoy the moment, too busy trying to rush through everything, so we can get on with what we're really supposed to be doing with our lives. i get these flashes of clarity, brilliant clarity, where, for a second i stop and think: wait, this is it. this is my life. i'd better slow down and enjoy it, because one day, we're all going to end up in the ground, and that will be it. we'll be gone. so i think we should fuck.

unknown: *chokes on beer* um... what?

sam: let's just fast forward through all the drunken seduction bullshit we have to look forward to. you don't look like you'd be very good at it anyway, and i don't want to sit here and listen to you bumblefuck your way through it. we both want the same thing: to go to your room, have sex, and never see each other again. are you with me?

unknown: is this a trick?

sam: the offer is about to expire.