Trevor and Claire in “The Linguist”

I've been thinking.

I thought I heard something.

I'm matching up a hundred couples, one at a time. It's taking way too long.

Trevor, that is great. Reality poking its head out for the first time. Good for you.

You know what? I've got to think grander. I'm going to start a new religion.

Oh, reality just saw its shadow. 6 more weeks of dementia.

Think about it. Sun Myung Moon. marries a hundred couples, right? Considers it an off day.

You're forgetting that it took him a lifetime to establish himself as a religious leader.

But I'm a god. I already have a head start!

Okay. Poverty, humility, celibacy -- as your psychologist, I have to say it's not your strong suit.

My religion's going to be fun. Cupidians will cruise through the airport with a small cup that says 'keg fund.'

"Cupidians?"

Hey, I'll need a high priestess, a woman who embodies the unattainable carnal archetype, a glimpse of heaven for the pilgrims, a nude for stained glass.

Oh, rats, here I've got this hoity-toity dinner party tonight, so.

Yeah, well, who was asking. I was only wondering if you could get me in touch with Courtney Love.