That raincoat has got to go!
-I know, you already told me.
As soon as I'm back on my feet, I'm getting you a new one. You should see yourself from behind!
My life isn't hard. It's my life. And I like it the way it is.
I'm really sorry about your health problem, but before thinking about coffins, try giving up smoking, drinking, red meat and fries. You'll stop feeding your cancer. It might be worth a try. Don't you think?
-A pain in the ass, just like her father.
Where are you going? I forgot. Running away is your specialty.
-What do you want me to do? Do you think I haven't understood? I'm dying. I know it. And I want to live. Live! I've never been sick, never had aches, never complained! Nothing could stop me. And here I am, a pathetic thing dependent on you. Penniless.