Who are you? 

- Are you Steve Jobbs?

- What?

- Are you the billionaire owner of Apple Computers?

- No.

- Oh, no. In that case, you’ve got no right to wear New Balance Sneakers. Ever.

When Munch met Trainspotting.

“There's a hundred-thousand streets in this city. You don't need to know the route. You give me a time and a place, I give you a five minute window”.

“Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They're just an interpretation, they're not a record, and they're irrelevant if you have the facts”. 

-Maybe we should hit another branch.

-You know, you talk like we ain't gonna get away with this.

-I never met nobody get away with anything... ever, you?

-Then why on the hell did you agree to do it?

-Because you asked, little brother.

“I don’t think you should feel about a film. You should feel about a woman, not a film. You can’t kiss a film”.

“Get out of here! Go back to Rome. You're young and the world is yours. I'm old. I don't want to hear you talk anymore. I want to hear others talking about you. Don't come back. Don't think about us. Don't look back. Don't write. Don't give in to nostalgia. Forget us all”.

One, nothing wrong with me Two, nothing wrong with me Three, nothing wrong with me

-Well, we need to know what we're calling it for here.

-You need to call it. I can't call it for you. It wouldn't be fair.

-I didn't put nothin' up.

-Yes, you did. You've been putting it up your whole life you just didn't know it.

“It's about a society on its way down. And as it falls,it keeps telling itself: "So far so good... So far so good... So far so good." It's not how you fall that matters. It's how you land”.

Delicious

“If it can be written or thought, it can be filmed”. 

“We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.”

“Fugayzi, fugazi. It's a whazy. It's a woozie. It's fairy dust. it doesn't exist. It's never landed. It is no matter. It's not on the elemental chart. It's not fucking real”. 

“Sometimes i think i have felt everything i’m ever gonna feel. And from here on out, i am not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what i’ve already felt”.

- Cranberry juice.

-  It's a natural diuretic. My girlfriend drinks it when she's got her period. What, do you got your period?