Darcy: Max, please, what is the matter with you lately? I was kidding.
Max Fielder: Look at my face. I can't go to dinner like this. Look.
Darcy: Your face looks fine.
Max Fielder: I'm not going. I'm staying up here.
Darcy: Max. Max, you promised me that you would try to relax and be close to me this weekend.
Max Fielder: You were only kidding?
Brian Stills: Are you still seeing things move?
Max Fielder: I'm making things move.
Brian Stills: Max, could you sit down? I have a crick in my neck.
Lorraine: Are you gonna be okay?
Max Fielder: Oh, yeah, I think things will be okay.
Lorraine: Good.
Mark Winslow: Well, not necessarily.
Dorita: According to these chicken guts, there's going to be an awfully big ruckus here this weekend.
Lorraine: Poor guy. He's a prince who thinks he's a frog.
