W.F. Gerald: Find a window. Pounce.
Judith Webb: You know, the farthest distance in the world, is between how it is and how you thought it was gonna be.
Thomas Webb: You have 2 apartments?
W.F. Gerald: I'm rich, I'm a fucking Duke.
Thomas Webb: And eventually I came up with a collection of essays which I called Mary Jane vs. Everything, which I was incredibly proud of. And, you know, I showed them to my Dad.
Johanna: What did Ethan say?
Thomas Webb: "Serviceable."
Johanna: Ouch.
Ethan Webb: I want you to move from the lower east side. Why do you insist on living in the farthest corner away from us. I think it's intentional. I think it's almost hurtful.
