— I haven’t slept a wink — Try sleeping pills. 
Yah. Well, that’s a good idea.   
 
I know I’ve been deceitful, but I had my reasons.
Maybe they were dumb reasons, but they were reasons.  
 
I never said I was the best man in the world.  
 
Give me a little credit, will you, credit for being someone...  
 
who tried to love you the only way he knew how.  
 
I know that speech  
 
— You do? — pantaloons last April...  
 
when Devon met Bolt’s empyrean nephew.  
Oh, God.  
— Get out — Please try to understand.  
 
The measure of all histories remains constant. — No need to use that language.   
 
Get out! Now!