A self-indulgent and vain publishing magnate finds his privileged life upended after a vehicular accident with a resentful lover.

Sofía: Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.
Brian: Just remember, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour, and I know the sour.
[last lines to Sofia]
David: Do you remember what you told me once? That every passing minute is a another chance to turn it all around.
Sofía: I'll find you again.
David: I'll see you in another life... when we are both cats.
Brian: You can do whatever you want with your life, but one day you'll know what love truly is. It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.
David: My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works...
David: The little things... there's nothing bigger, is there?
David: My father wrote about this in his book. Chapter 1... Page 1... Paragraph 1: What is the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?... Money.
Sofía: I'll tell you in another life, when we are both cats.
Julie: [Desperately] You fucked me four times the other night, David! You've been inside me!
David: [Not taking her seriously yet] Julie...
Julie: I swallowed your cum! That means something!
Julie: Don't you know that when you sleep with someone, your body makes a promise whether you do or not.
Sofía: I think she's the saddest girl to ever hold a martini.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: And you didn't immediately wanna sleep with her?
David: Well, you know, I'm a pleasure delayer.
Various: Open your eyes.
David: I want to live a real life... I don't want to dream any longer.
Brian: You will never know the exquisite pain of the guy, who goes home alone.
Edmund: You were missed, David. It was Sofia who never fully recovered. It was she who some how knew you best... and like you, she never forgot that one night where true love seemed possible.
Edmund: There are no guarantees, but remember: Even in the future, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour.
David: You're a shrink! You gotta be better than that!
Dr. Curtis McCabe: Let's not stereotype each other. Not all rich kids are soulless, and not all psychologists care about disease.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: I'm real. I'm... I'm... mortality as home entertainment? THIS CANNOT BE THE FUTURE. Can it? CAN IT?
David: Look at us. I'm frozen and you're dead, and I love you.
Sofía: It's a problem.
David: I lost you when I got in that car. I'm sorry.
David: We almost died.
Brian: I know. My own death was right there in front of me and you know what happened? Your life flashed before my eyes.
David: How was it?
Brian: Almost worth dying for...
David: I wanna wake up! Tech support! It's a nightmare! Tech support! Tech support!
[Sofía is taking David's mask off]
David: How bad is it?
Sofía: ...Well... your ears are in the right place... And the rest of it... is not bad at all. It's perfect!
Thomas Tipp: Do you know they even got a... well, a nickname for you behind your back? Heh? Citizen Dildo.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: You do understand that our time is limited, don't you?
David: If I talk... you'll just think I'm crazy.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: With all the possible respect I can offer a man wearing a latex mask and spouting conspiracy theories, David, believe me, you've crossed that bridge.
David: I like your life.
Sofía: Well, it's mine and you can't have it!
Sofía: I have to get some sleep. Truthfully, I also work as a dental assistant.
David: Boy, am I going to the wrong dentist!
[first lines]
Sofía: [in Spanish] Open your eyes.
Sofía: [in English] Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open you...
[David wakes up and pushes the snooze button on his alarm]
Thomas Tipp: But I say this with complete love. Claim your life. Learn to be an asshole. Don't...
David: Two's enough.
Thomas Tipp: Forgive me. But I still believe in this family, David, even if it's only you.
Sofía: But I just think good things will happen, if you are a good person with a good attitude, don't you think?
[David receives his facial prosthetic]
Dr. Pomeranz: It's a helpful unit.
David: Good. Because for a minute there, I thought we were talking about
[shouts]
David: a fucking mask!
Dr. Pomeranz: It's only a mask... if you treat it that way.
David: Oh, no. It's great. This completely takes care of Hallowe'en. But what about the other 364 days of the year?
Guy in Bathroom: This is a revolution of the mind.
Edmund: Forgive me, I'm blowing your mind.
Sofía: What about you? What's your nickname?
David: Citizen Dildo.
Sofía: Hmm. You are not staying over.
Edmund: It's been a brilliant journey of self-awakening. And now you've simply got to ask yourself this: What is happiness to you, David?
David: [to Dr. McCabe] What's the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?... Money!
David: These? These are more than headaches. These are steel plates slicing through my every thought.
Rebecca Dearborn: What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?
[last lines]
The Future: [voice] Relax, David. Open your eyes.
Sofía: Do you love me? I mean really love me. Because if you don't... I'll just have to kill you.
Thomas Tipp: ...maybe you should let people see you, yeah? I mean, the last time we were together, you were, you were, you were in a coma, and you were very fucking rude to me. You didn't say a word.
David: Somebody died. It was me.
David: I WANNA WAKE UP!
David: Where's Sofia? WHERE IS SHE?
Julie: I AM SOFIA.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: My favorite Beatle was once John. Now it's... Paul.
Brian: [to David] Man, you're in O.J.-land!
David: I can't believe you just said that. That is what I love about you. Only you would say something like that.
[Sofia looks uneasy]
David: You'll meet me in another life when we are both cats! Cats! Ha-ha! Meow!
David: How do you think watertight contracts are broken?
David: Say everything now, now, now, now.
David: [In Julia's car] Let's go to your house and we'll talk or something. I want to see where you live.
Libby: You'll be meeting Rebecca Dearborn, my personal role model.
David: [looking at himself in the mirror]
Guy in Bathroom: Dude, fix your fucking face.
[friend laughs]
David: [starts laughing]
Julie: I'm so afraid of how powerful this is!
David: See, I've got this little problem. I've got a stalker.
Sofía: It doesn't sound life threatening.
David: But I need a cover. I need for you to pretend we're having a scintillating conversation, and you are wildly entertained.
[Both laugh]
David: I know it's tough.
Sofía: I'll improvise.
Julie: Four times... it means something, David.
Thomas Tipp: [Gratefully] I still believe in this family, David. Even if it's only you.
Julie: I can tell by the way you're walking that you didn't sleep with her.
David: Even in my dreams I feel like an idiot who's about to wake up.
Brian: I'm going to say this once, because this is the last time we're ever going to talk. I was your only friend
David: You have revealed yourself to me.
Julie: [Disparagingly to David about Sofia] How did it go with your moth girl? Did she turn into a butterfly for you?
David: Technical Support!
David: He never watched television, and yet his biggest magazine is still the TV Digest.
Rebecca Dearborn: This is a revolution of the mind.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: [McCabe tells Libby about his relationship with David] He's my son. He's very shy.
David: No. Tell me now.
Sofía: I'll tell you later.
David: If something's wrong please tell me now.
[looking at a caricature sketch Sofia has drawn of him and laughing]
David: No, it's something that you'd see on a wall in a steak-house in *Hell*.
David: [has taken the mask off and is buying tequila from a large barman at the club] Why don't you look me in the face, bitch?
Brian: [to David] The 'New Guy' is shit! That came out wrong, I love you.
David: Thomas Tipp was right; people will read again.
David: Doc, once you've been driven off a bridge at 80 miles an hour, somehow you don't invite happiness in without a full body search.
Julie: Don't you realise David, that when you sleep with someone your body makes a promise even if your mind does not?
David: [gives her an odd look]
David: I wasn't hitting on Sophia.
Brian: Oh, fine. Whatever you say. I'm crazy. I'm blind.
David: You're not blind, you're drinking Jack Daniels, and when you drink Jack you start in with that, "Frank Sinatra, she shot me down, give me a cigarette, King of Sad" thing.
Brian: That I do. Give me a cigarette.
David: I'll find one.
Brian: But wait. You're rich and women love you, and I'm from Ohio and I'm drunk. Can I tell you the truth?
David: Everybody does.
Brian: I dig her. And I've never said this to you before about any girl, but she could be - could be, could be, could be - the girl of my fucking dreams.
David: You're not from Ohio.
Brian: I know. But if she fucks up our friendship, she can go to hell. I won't allow it. We are bros.
David: I feel the same way.
Brian: Sure you do.
Brian: Julie Gianni is your fuck buddy?
Dr. Curtis McCabe: You used Julie carelessly, didn't you?
Julie: If I wasn't me, I'd buy my album.
David: You know, if you can reach one person.
David: You weren't invited...
Sofía: Holy God. This is going to change my life in a zillion different ways. I must be nuts.
Julie: Why did you tell Brian I was your "Fuckbuddy"?
David: I never said that.
Sofía: [Watching a news article on Cryonics. A dog has survived freezing in a lake] See? It's all right. It worked for Benny!
[Brian leaves the party drunk]
Brian: I good you bid evening.
Brian: [after they had a near fatal crash with a Mack truck] My own death was right there in front of me, and do you know what happened? YOUR life flashed before my eyes.
David: How was it?
Brian: Almost worth dying for.
Dr. Curtis McCabe: Dig deep, David.
David: [Referring to his board of directors] Who could I trust? The ants are taking over the ant hill. Who could I trust?
David: And to what do I owe this pleasure?
Sofía: The pleasure of Sofia Serrano.
Rebecca Dearborn: Most of us live our whole lives... without any real adventure to call our own.
Sofía: [Sarcastically, as she looks at a glass case in David's apartment] So, this is what's become of rock-and-roll - a smashed guitar behind a glass case displayed on some rich guy's wall!
Julie: I mean... David, do you believe in God?
David: Is it me?
Julie: Don't ever say that word. I will never come over and bring you chicken soup and fuck your brains out again.