Character: Trent Lane

- We are in town a week, and we already gets boring.
Damn.
- Come on, man. Daria cool.
She doesn't look like cool.
- Of course, cool. Daria, do something cool.
- Um ... Who wants pizza? I'm buying.
- Cool chick.

And even if it doesn't work out, at least now you're doing exactly what I want to do. Most people will never come even before that.
- I think, I'm not so bad.

Okay, I have to go to rehearsal, I'm late.
How do you know? You're not wearing a watch.
- I'm always late. Therefore, do not wear a watch, they make me depressed to drive.

I don't believe in hard time, Daria, they hinder creativity.

- Oh, Trent, what happened to the man I married?
We never got married, remember? I overslept.

- Hey, Jane, got any change?
Hey, Trent has a conscience?

- What do you think about the song?
- It has rhythm and he can dance. If not ashamed.

Daria, look, we will never succeed. I need a real job. Oh, and need money to get tattoos removed. Don't you see? Every time I look at these tattoos, I remember how foolishly I wasted my life. But I won't give up. I'm laying on the couch while the situation will not change.

Yeah, part of me says that the breakup is for the best. Why do I every five minutes the feeling that I throw up?
- Hmm, I don't know. No, our fridge did not eat?
Idiot.

- If you borrow something from the 60's, better to let it be peace and love, not a lunchbox.
Especially if Breakfast still in it.