Sam: I've been using since I was 12! You're also unbelievably stupid, you know that? You didn't give a shit about anything I did up until now.
George: Well, I'll apologize for everything but today! Today I give a shit.
George: You're the most beautiful woman I have ever known.
George: Not just physically. Even your anger's perfect.
George: Sam, if you were a house, this is where you would want to be built. On rock, facing the sea, listening.
Alyssa: I'm gonna go to bed.
Colleen: Has he eaten anything at all?
Colleen: I'd be more comfortable if he slept in the guest room.
Alyssa: Well, I'd be more comfortable if you hadn't slept with Josh. George would be more comfortable if he wasn't dying.
Sam: I think there has to be a door between where you cook and where you crap. Even in the bush - tribal people, you know, they have a place for both. Probably it's like a law. God! It's probably in the Bible. It's at least a building code violation.
Sam: I like how it feels to not feel.
George: I know the feeling.
George: It's not my back that's killing me.
George: I've not been touched in years.
Nurse #1: Really? No, I mean... not a friend? Your, your mother, I mean... people have to be touched, everyone gets touched by somebody they love.
George: I know. It's weird, isn't it?
George: Do I still Love you? Absolutely. There is not a doubt in my mind. Through all my mind, my ego... I was always faithful in my Love for you. That I made you doubt it, that is the great mistake of a Life full of mistakes. The truth doesn't set us free, Robin. I can tell you I Love you as many times as you can stand to hear it and all that does, the only thing, is remind us... that Love is not enough. Not even close.
George: What would you do if you had three or four months to live?
Nurse #1: Um... I'd eat a lot of red meat?
George: Good for you.
Nurse #1: What would you do?
George: Build a house.
George: I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house.
Sam: How do you become something you're not?
George: What do you want to become?
Sam: What I'm not.
George: What are you now?
Sam: I'm nothing.
Sam: You knew you were dying from the start?
George: We're all dying from the start. I just got moved to the head of the line.
Sam: Do you have any idea what its like to jack off in an armoire?
George: Hindsight. It's like foresight without a future.
Robin: What kind of mother can't stand her own son?