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Micky, talking about Mike: You just gotta be patient with him. He won’t admit it, but he gets nervous when people approach him too suddenly.

Peter: Let me offer you some friendly advice—

Micky: Any idiot would know that.

Mike: *holding a bottle* Huh, wonder if it’s whiskey or perfume.

Micky: I bet if you look “self-absorbed” up in a dictionary, there’d be a picture of you.

Mike: Y’all wanna hear a riddle?

Mike: This is crazy, but I'm havin’ feelin’s again. Like some kinda 14-year-old kid or somethin’. You remember feelin’s, right?

Mike: You read my diary?!

Mike: Well... it’s a nice change of scenery.

Peter: I don’t know how else to tell you this, but… I’m in love with you.

Mike: I ain’t got no fears.

Micky: When I was married back then, you know what my wife often said to me?

Mike: Well aren’t you sugar, spice and everythin’ nice?

Mike: Don’t y’all do anythin’ stupid ‘til I get back.

Davy: Do you have a date for Valentine’s Day?