Joe Fox: I could never be with someone who likes Joni Mitchell. "It's clouds illusions I recall/I really don't know clouds at all." What does that mean? Is she a pilot? Is she taking flying lessons? It must be a metaphor for something, but I don't know what it is.
Birdie Conrad: If you need more, ask me, I'm very rich. I bought Intel at six.
Joe Fox: The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.
Matthew Fox: F-O-X.
Kathleen Kelly: That is amazing, you can spell "fox"! Can you spell "dog"?
Matthew Fox: F-O-X.
Joe Fox: I brought you flowers.
Kathleen Kelly: Oughhh... thank you.
Joe Fox: Kevin, this is possibly the most adorable creature I've ever been in contact with, and if she turns out to be as good looking as a mailbox... I would be crazy enough to turn my life upside down and marry her.
Kathleen Kelly: Wow, I keep on bumping into you.
Joe Fox: Yeah.
Kathleen Kelly: I hope your mango's ripe.
Joe Fox: I think it is. Hey, you want to bump into me on, say, Saturday around lunchtime? Over there?
Kathleen Kelly: What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
Answer: The name of the song is "The Instrument Song" and you can get the lyrics here.
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