Mitch: Everything’s just falling apart. Say, do you remember how things were when we were young? Sam: Yeah, it was great. Mitch: Yeah, it was. I mean, I felt good about myself back then. You know, if somebody messed with me, no problem. I didn’t take crap from anybody. Now I’m in my thirties, I can’t hold a job, I go out with women I don’t even like - but worst of all, I take crap from absolutely everybody… Ah well, things could be worse, you know I uh, could’ve got my nose bit off by a Saigon whore.

Mitch: Everything’s just falling apart. Say, do you remember how things were when we were young?

Sam: Yeah, it was great.

Mitch: Yeah, it was. I mean, I felt good about myself back then. You know, if somebody messed with me, no problem. I didn’t take crap from anybody. Now I’m in my thirties, I can’t hold a job, I go out with women I don’t even like - but worst of all, I take crap from absolutely everybody… Ah well, things could be worse, you know I uh, could’ve got my nose bit off by a Saigon whore.