Character: Hank Moody. Page 2

- What are you afraid of?
Just. Although weird, you know, I'm a lifetime perfecting the art ***PCA...

Look! Welcome to the bottom!

- Whatever you do, don't give up, never surrender.
Why?
Because if she loves you, will forgive you.
- Do you really believe that?
I have to otherwise it makes no sense. It is impossible to live without love is not worth living at least...

- You know the worst part? I really started liking him.
- A-Ah... Well, despite the fact that I am shining the abyss of chaos, sometimes I charm.

The point is not whether you win or lose, it's in how you play the game.

Girls from the first minute know what they want to have sex, marry or kill a guy.

- ***and makes me look like al-Qaeda.
- Announce your ***e Jihad.

Poor bastard!
- I'm sorry?
Gay said "what"!
What?
- Gotcha!

Not only that, you log is a log in bed, but in the movie do not understand.

Yeah, but you kicked my dick out of the house, condemned to vagrancy and street - not the place where the penis feels good, especially when it is raining... of Course, now my homeless dick must seek shelter to obratyatsya from the weather.

This woman's got something. I want to fuck her and at the same time to punch in the face.

We came here with her broken-down Mustang that does not have reverse anymore. I wanted to be a good guitarist, and she has to come up with clothes for my performances. I became a producer, and she was left alone. She needed a family, I want my freedom. And I got it. Now I drink what I want, snort what I want, fuck what you want. But I only want her.
- Well, go to it.
- ***. I'm not drunk enough for this.

Understand, this is my car... a restaurant, a bar, whatever. Usual boredom, nothing special, but every time I catch myself telling the woman how beautiful she is, because it's true.
Every woman is beautiful in their own way, you know, each of you has something. A smile, a curve, a secret...
You women are amazing creatures, my life's work. But night is followed by a morning hangover and the realization that I'm not what was the previous evening. She left. I am left to think about missed opportunities...

I love you so much that all my words will sound terribly corny...