Character: Steve

Welcome to the wedding of our beloved and wonderful - David and Donna! I speak for all of us when I say: "Finally!".

I love the mess. chaos is my element.
And it prevents us!
- No, we do not interfere with it, and your order. Life is not graphs and charts. It is a struggle against chaos. That's what life is.

- I love the order in the boxes. I love diagrams, charts and schedule! I live it! And now, all around chaos. I hate chaos! Chaos scares me! Chaos unreliable, just as you are unreliable!
- So, I'm afraid.
- Monstrous!
- His unreliability.
- Unpredictable! Irresponsible! And I love you so much that horrified!

If you want to be happy with me, you need to lean on me...lean and not to push.

You've gone too deep into the abyss of love.

- Mrs. Kingsley will give me a letter of recommendation to any College I want! You know what that means!? I'll go along with you to the University of California, man!
Steve, if you kiss me, then get on the face.

He's going to have to break the packaging, the box and fourteen procrastination!
- It will be very noisy!
- We will Wake the baby and he will see Santa!
- In 1816-m Santa noticed it, too, began to persecute. He was forced into hiding! No Christmas for six years! And the elves alone!
Calm down people, now is not 1816-th. Captain, your "Ho-Ho" is equipped with super-modern IMS sensor connected to the missile program. Determine the location of the batteries and have cut the gift wrapping.

- Christmas turned into a show, and you're a postman with a spaceship!
- My ship delivers gifts at 1860 times the speed of sound!
- Christmas in 41 years, the Second World war, in my Arsenal only six reindeer and a drunken elf! I was shot, Arthur! Twelve hits! I lost three deer.
- And the elf survived?
- Fell out of the sleigh over lake Geneva, I never saw him again...

- Eyebrows plucked, the neck is clean, nails without cuticles, you're gay!
- Oh, no!
- Liar! Ah, give the lady a hand. So cover up. This is where you have the candle sticks so you or so give birth to twins? Tell?
- How am I going to be rude sometimes... Everything is just beginning.
- Damn! Your evil twin stole a candle.
- Take me, sanosuke. You're a bigot and a dickhead. You're the worst homosexual in my life. You will die an old maid!
- And you, conceited bitch. Better that than a whore in the gutter!
I'm sorry, Steve, it's been fun, see you around, maybe. Are you okay? If you feel sick, but not on boots. Okay?

I loved you from the first second, from the first moment, from the first sight. I love you different. I love you in bed with a mess on his head, no makeup, this is true and this MY. I love you in the elegant dresses, I love your laugh I love your hair, I love you all. Whole, without residue. You're the one that was yesterday and will be tomorrow. I'm with you nothing to fear. Absolutely nothing. I don't need anyone but you. You got me. You should know first. You're only the first.

I'm not racist, I'm against blacks!

- Mom, you're always on my mind.
- Yes, but your head is up your ass. You see everything in black color.
- It's as dark as in the ass, but I can still see you.

- What do you want?
what a difficult question... I never even thought about it.
Really?
Yes. I have always had a more mundane dream.
- What, for example?
- ...to love. For real, like in the books. To feel what you felt your favorite heroes.
- You think it's all real?
- I think Yes.

- What if we threw all our shit - house, books, stove, carpets, the dust - completely forgot about the past and would have rushed into the unknown?