Burt: You don’t agree with them, do you?
Verona: No, about what?
Burt: That thing they said, earlier about how you can’t make a good family. Everything’s destined for failure.
Verona: No, I don’t. You know that I don’t agree. I really hate that attitude, you know? “Everything’s already broken, so why don’t we just keep breaking it again and again.”
Lily: Hey, Lowell! I used to have nice tits, right? Verona doesn’t seem to remember, I don’t think. I had nice jugs, right? They sucked me dry! I don’t even need a bra! Now I just tuck them into my socks. You ready for that, Burt? They’ll look like an old man’s nut sack! They even grow hair on them. A hairy old man’s nut sack!
Verona: Are we fuck-ups?
Burt: No. What do you mean?
Verona: I mean, we’re 34.
Burt: 33.
Verona: We don’t even have this basic stuff figured out.
Burt: Basic, like how?
Verona: Basic, like how to live.
Burt: We’re not fuck-ups.
Verona: We have a cardboard window.
Burt: We’re not fuck-ups.
Verona: I think we might be fuck-ups.
Burt: We’re not fuck-ups.
