Bill Murray: There will be—sound will be resonance, and because your head is quiet, and your head is like a guitar box, you know? Your chest is like a guitar box. It vibrates a certain way.
Natasha Lyonne: And now we're just sitting on the sofa, listening to Dr. Dre.
Murray: I’m going to go get another croissant.
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Lyonne: Enjoy yourself, it’s later than you think.
Murray: I wake up later.
Lyonne: Really?
Murray: Absolutely. I was only there a couple of weeks.
Lyonne: It’s not for pussies.
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Murray: People are talking fast.
Lyonne: I’m sorry I walked in here.
Murray: We were the only people in it.
Lyonne: I enter the premises looking for conflict.
Murray: You know, and you’d march back over there all the time like in your slippers and a robe like a bunch of old men dying in a hotel. It seems like a pretty decent gunfight.
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Lyonne: You’ve always had excellent hair. It’s too hip for me.
Murray: Oh, thanks.
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Lyonne: What does it all mean?
Murray: I don’t know. I was like, Jesus, do you have any idea?
Lyonne: I do because you’ve told me.
Murray: How do you bounce?
Lyonne: “I am a hooker with a heart of gold.” This could be the end.