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A small business owner is about to lose her shop to a major corporate development.
Molly: Can I ask you a question; how do you sleep at night? Joel: I usually jerk off and then sleep pretty soundly.
Molly: I love fiction books; do you? Eggbert: No, they're not real.
Joel: Give me another one; make it a double. Bartender: You look like you had a bad day. Joel: Heh, tell me about it. Bartender: Well you came in here looking like crap, and you haven't said very much. Joel: You can say that again. Bartender: Well you came in here looking like crap, and you haven't said very much.
Joel: Why don't you just take a jerk, you hike!
Melanie: [on the phone] ... So he went down on me and I came in like one second, haha... Joel: Good morning Melanie. Melanie: Oh my boss is here, I'll call you later. Bye dad.
Brenda: Desert's almost ready. Who wants coffee? Eggbert: I would love a double-cream, no coffee. Valerie: I'll have a half mocha macchiato. Teddy: I'll have a caf, half latte caramel venti frappuccino. Molly, Joel: Boy, whatever happened to just good old regular coffee? Molly: ...Asshole. Joel: Cunt.
Joel: [at dinner party] So, uh, Molly... Molly: Listen, before you ask me anymore questions from the Icebreaker Handbook, here's the 411: Upper Sweet Side NYC. Does the name ring a bell? Joel: Yeah. Little candy shop? Molly: Ding ding ding! Give the man a prize, he's a winner! What does he want Johnny? A new car! Yes, that is my store and I put my whole life into it. Joel: I had no idea. Molly: The only line you care about is the bottom line. Are you the kind of person I feel a strong connection to? Yes. Do I find you cute and funny? Yes. Could you be the guy that I fall for and live with forever? Yes, but the point is you're a corporate robot. And so it is with great pleasure that I say to you, go jump in a lake, meathead! [chucks water in his face and storms off, everyone gasps] Joel: Molly. Wait, Molly!... Shit. [awkward silence] Joel: I'll have what she's having, heh. Bob: ...You are having what she's having. It's all the same food; the pasta and the beans and the lentils.
Molly: [playing charades, acting like a shark] Brenda: Paws! Valerie: Laws! Eggbert: Jizz! Teddy: Jews! Bob: Time's up. Molly: Jaws. I was doing Jaws.
Molly: I don't know Tiffany but she sounds like a stupid bitch.