A Remixed World

I know who you are. What are you doing here? I’m just trying to understand. How could you understand? Do you know what it is to be a lover? To be half of a whole? No.

OK, playoffs are over. You cannot keep the beard. That's not a rule. You just made that up. Oh, Hollander, is that a rule? Unfortunately, it is. Fuck you, Hollander! He can barely even grow one.

I know you can do it. I've seen you fucking do it. I've seen every one of you do it. So leave it all the fuck out there tonight. Because this is our fucking night. This is our fucking Cup. Fucking fuck San Francisco!

As much fun as it would be to go to California and humiliate them there, but I want to hear our fans. I want to hear them scream. I want to fuck San Francisco!

I don't need to think about that. That was yesterday. That was before. Now, I only need one thing. I. Need. To. Win.

Last chance to join us for dinner. Last chance to accept there is no dinner. Dad. Never. Shows! Say it with me, Watson. Maybe it'll sink in. Sherlock… He's Lucy with the football. You're Charlie Brown.

You do this out of vengeance and obsession. You're a stone's throw from being a serial killer.

Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this, huh? What, did Daddy not give you enough hugs or something? I don't know. Your daddy give you enough? Don't you dare look down your nose at me. You're no better than I am.

Ma'am, I think this man's been through quite enough. You should go. But I just have a few more questions. No, you don't.

OK, but I really need to see you. It needs to be today.

Jesus Christ, Reggie! I could be arrested for this!