Jeff: I'm telling you I'm gonna do it.
Carla: You're not going to leave this town.
Jeff: Oh yeah? Why not? Why can't I leave this town! There's nothing in this town for me!
Carla: You always say that!
Jeff: Well it's true, isn't it!
Carla: No! Because everytime you say it and then you never leave... you just sit here, talking about how you're going to leave... how you're going to find the real thing... but you know you never will!
Jeff: Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I tell you what, I'm gonna leave tomorrow! Yeah! Tomorrow! There's nothing in this town for me! What do I do? Live with my fucking parents and hang out with you all fucking day! That's all I do! That's all I ever do! But I can't just sit here rotting all day every day not knowing when I'm gonna get out! It's not going to happen! There's nothing in this town that's real! NOTHING!
(Looks to his right, sees a stray bottle of lime juice)
Jeff (Con't): Except for this lime juice... this lime juice is real.
(Carla drinks her beer, black out)
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