“Is it just me, or is it getting crazier out there?”

“I just hope my death makes more cents than my life.”

“I just don‘t want to feel so bad anymore.”

“And until a little while ago, it was like nobody ever saw me. Even I didn’t know if I really existed.”

“You don’t listen, do you? I don’t think you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. ‘How’s your job?’ ‘Are you having any negative thoughts?’ All I have are negative thoughts, but you don’t listen anyway. I said, for my whole life, I didn’t know if I even really existed. But I do. And people are starting to notice.”

“It’s so hard just to try to be happy all the time.”

“Happy. Hmm…I haven’t been happy one minute of my entire fucking life.”

“You know what’s funny? You know what really makes me laugh? I used to think that my life was a tragedy, but now I realize it’s a fucking comedy.”

“No, I don’t believe in any of that. I don’t believe in anything.”

“I got nothing left to lose. Nothing can hurt me anymore. My life is nothing but a comedy.”

“Well, let me get this straight, you think that killing those guys is funny?” “I do. And I’m tired of pretending it’s not. Comedy is subjective, Murray. Isn’t that what they say? All of you, the system that knows so much. You decide what’s right or wrong. The same way that you decide what’s funny or not!”

“I killed those guys because they were awful. Everybody is awful these days. It’s enough to make anyone crazy.”

“No. They couldn’t carry a tune to save their lives.”

“Oh, why is everybody so upset about these guys? If it was me dying on the sidewalk, you’d walk right over me! I pass you every day, and you don’t notice me. But these guys, what, because Thomas Wayne went and cried about them on TV?”

“Have you seen what it’s like out there, Murray? Do you ever actually leave the studio? Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody’s civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it’s like to be the other guy. You think men like Thomas Wayne ever think what it’s like to be someone like me? To be somebody but themselves? They don’t. They think that we’ll just sit there and take it, like good little boys! That we won’t werewolf and go wild!”