Queen: Pictures aren't just about vanity, they're proof of your existence.
Queen: I want a guy to show me myself. I want him to love me so deeply that I'm not afraid to show how ugly I can be. I want him to show me scars I never knew I had. But I don't want him to make them go away, I want him to hold my hand while I nurse them myself. And I want him to cherish the bruises they leave behind.
Slim: Are you tryin' to die?
Queen: No. I just always wanted to do that.
Slim: Well, don't do it while I'm drivin'.
Queen: You should try it.
Slim: Nah, I'm good.
Queen: Pull over.
Slim: Na-ah.
Queen: Come on! Pull over. Pull over.
Slim: If I do, would you please, let me drive the rest of the way it is?
Queen: Swear to God.
Slim: Strong something you believe in.
Queen: OK, fine. I swear on you.
Slim: Thanks, Uncle Earl.
Uncle Earl: Nigga, I ain't your uncle.