We may be born lost, but now you are found.
- But you don't actually believe any of the shit that you said?
- Not a word of it. We're all fucking alone.
- My whole family is embarrassed by me. They all see me as a,as a liability who fucks around and drinks too much.
- Why would they think that?
- Because I fuck around and drink too much.
- Or she's scared.
- Of what?
- Families, weddings, intimacy,melanoma, nanotech, round‐the‐clock surveillance. Sauce.
It could be life, it could be death. It might be a dream, I might be imagining you, you might be imagining me, it could be purgatory or a glitch in the simulation that we're both in. I don't know. So... I decided a while ago to sort of give up and...stop trying to make sense of things altogether, because the only way to really live in this is to embrace the fact that nothing matters.
- Confucius said: Marriage is a bottomless pit of sorrow that makes you forget who you are.
- He did not.
- But there is a bottom, my friend. And it is a fucking dark place.
This is...the greatest...night...of my life. I wish I could just live out here forever.
Let's waste some time.
Everything in this void the space where the candy bar once was but is now in my stomach, is the past. And everything that's remaining is the future encased in chocolate. I have no interest in this emptiness, you know, the who, what, why of your past. You got here, that's all that matters.
I can survive just fine without you, you know. But there‐‐ there's a chance that this life can be a little less mundane with you in it.