"I've got something else. You won't like it."
"I never like anything."
"Then you're gonna like this one least of all."
"Well I'm excited now, so you're already wrong. Get going."
"How do you know what's true or real? Ever."
"I guess I don't?"
"Some do. Some don’t. Some think they do. Some don't know they don't."
"Fucking goddamn fucking bullshitters."
"Close. It's all the shit."
"How the fuck do you expect me to wrap my head around it all?"
"You're already ahead of most. You don’t think you do, you know you can't, or you know you don’t. They don't know they don’t and yet think they do."
"So they multiply by themselves and they’re less than a one or worse..."
"...and the simpler the unit, nothing simpler than one..."
"...the less bullshit it multiplies into."
"How many questions to know what's true?" How many questions to know what's real?"
“‘Why do you believe?’—And you said I wouldn’t like this one?”
“Thankfully, I don’t know you well enough.”