August 9, 2008
Wesley: [half-asleep] What is it?
Cathy: What do you mean what is it? Listen.
[subway train passes by and shakes the entire apartment]
Cathy: How the hell am I supposed to sleep with all that fucking racket? When are we going to move so that we don’t have to wake up to that shit?
Wesley: I kind of like it.
Wesley: It helps to drown out the sound of your annoying fucking voice. Now please, let me sleep.
The Butcher: You are a pussy!
Wesley: I’m not a pussy. I got a healthy respect for the human…condition.
The Butcher: Fuck that! You are a pussy!