Logan [Talking on phone with a doctor]: I read about the work you've been doing and I thought you might be able to help... a virus... genetically targeted to a specific gene sequence... it's mine actually... because someone wanted me dead?...Doctor please don't hang up I am NOT a nut and I'm willing to pay you a lot of money... HELLO?!
Maybe when father was mixing you together he put some Picasso in your DNA.
Picasso in my cocktail.
Scored a sweet deal on some ham-hocks, my buyer fell through on me, you want em?
I... uh don't have any money.
Aw, that's alright, take it as an 'I'm sorry for trying to kill you' that one time
WWWendy White
Truth is, he [White] doesn’t care much for Eyes Only. Thinks what you people do is... subversive.
Look, Josh, you’re a great artist, apparently. But you’re also, to be frank, a dog-boy.
RRita
An artist burns bright for an instant, and then extinguishes like a scrape of phosphorus.
Well, call it his Blue Period. It’ll be worth a fortune.
You know, but just, uh, tell her you lost the papers. Tell her, uh, I don’t know, tell her your dog ate ‘em. Tell her you ate ‘em.
RRita
Yeah. Um, I told your representative you could have the painting back if you’d just ask for it in person.
Here I am, in person. Give it back!
Pain is a phantom of the mind.
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