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Scott's cousin: You know, we could put you on two shifts a week, just-just, just to try it.

Scott: I don't need a job. I, uh, I got a contact at a tattoo shop. I'm- I'm hoping for an apprenticeship, so...

Joy: Then you're gonna need some money.

Scott's cousin: Yeah, some of these guys walk away with 80 bucks in tips.

Marjorie: Scott, your cousin's offering you a job. Consider it, okay?

Scott's cousin: If you're good at it, you can become a waiter.

Scott: Why are you offering me a job anyway?

Scott's cousin: Because I told your father I'd always look out for you.

Scott: How? He died suddenly in a fire. Uh, did you ask his ghost?

Joy: That's not witty, Scott.

Scott's cousin: Your dark sense of humor doesn't work for me.

Scott's uncle: I find it funny.

Joy: It's your sister's big day. Be a gentleman.

Scott's cousin: [[w:U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement|an ICE raid] Okay, we lost a few guys in ].

Scott: Ah, shit. Sorry.

Joy: Maybe you should work and go to college.

Scott's uncle: College is bullshit!

Joy: Oh.

Scott's uncle: [[w:harvard University|Harvard; [w:Ted Kaczynzski|The Unabomber; [w:Temple University|Temple; [w:Bill Cosby|Bill Cosby; [w:Ted Bundy|Ted Bundy; [w:Hofstra University|Hofstra; [w:Bernie Madoff|Bernie Madoff; [w:Wharton University|Wharton; [w:Donald Trump|Donald Trump] You know who went to ]? ]. You know who went to ]? ]. You know who else who went to Temple? ]. You know who went to ]? ]. You know who went to ]? ]. It's all a scam.

Scott: Okay, well, maybe I shouldn't go, then.

Scott's uncle: Oh, no, you'll have the time of your life.

Scott: What's up, Todd?

Todd: What's up, Scott?

Scott: You going to college, too, someday?

Todd: I'd like to, yeah. I'd go study law.

Scott: Oh, yeah? That's awesome, man. That sounds really cool. Do you have any weed?

Todd: I do.

Scott: Could I have some?

Todd: Definitely. I'll go grab it.

Scott: [''Todd walks off''] Cool. Thanks, Todd. Fucking home run, Todd.

Joy: It makes me sad to think of my little sister sitting in that sad little house, waiting for her son to be perfect.

Marjorie: I'm not.

Joy: Then you're wasting all of this. All of it's getting wasted. You're a mess.

Marjorie: You're wasted.

Joy: Mom would be so disappoin... Mom would be disappointed in you.

Marjorie: You're the one who's always wasted.

Joy: [''Chuckles derisively''] You're wasting. It's like leaving food on the table. Come on. Let me take you out.

Marjorie: It's so hard to meet people. I'm totally open.

Joy: No, it's... I mean, God... You're not open at all.

Marjorie: It's really hard to meet people.

Joy: You're a liar. You're not open. "Hard to meet people"?

Marjorie: I'm in the E.R. All I see is, like...

Joy: You meet... You meet a hundred people a night. People who were shot...

Marjorie: Yeah, they're shot. They're- they're, uh, they're criminals.

Joy: Stop limiting yourself.

Marjorie: Who am I gonna meet?

Joy: Stop limiting yourself.

Marjorie: But I'm at the hospital.

Joy: Yeah. They're not all criminals. You meet people at work. That's what it's...

Marjorie: Some of them are victims.

Joy: Doll...