It's a fucking stupid messed up world. I've got my God. He speaks to me everyday. Somethings I just can't work out so I leave them be, okay? Even if I think they're wrong, because I know someday he'll make me understand. I've got that trust. It's called belief. I'm a lucky man.
[Dale crashes into Maxxie and they roll together down the hill. Dale kisses Maxxie who eventually pushes him off, and they roll down even more with Dale ending up straddling Maxxie]
You'll understand this one day kid, you're everything I've got to show for my life and I'm not ready for you to go cause I fucking love you too much. I'm an idiot, I know.
You mind if I list a complete filmography of Hugh Grant since 1992... to slow things down? Bitter Moon, Remains of the Day, Sirens, Four Weddings, An Awfully Big Adventure... that one was rubbish... The Englishman Who Came Up a Hill and Went Down a Mountain, Nine Months, Sense and Sensibility, Restoration, Extreme Measures, Notting Hill, Mickey Blues Eyes, Small Time Crooks, Bridget Jones... Bridget Jones! I never get as far as About A Boy.