Dylan: Yeah. But then it's every Saturday for the rest of your life.
Tommy: That's okay. You don't get it. It's no big deal. But you will. One day, you'll meet someone and it'll literally take you breath away. Like, you can't breath. Like, no oxygen to the lungs. Like a fish...
Dylan: Yeah. I...I get it, Tommy.
Tommy: Yeah. You don't.
I think deep down in everyone's heart we all know the difference between right and wrong.
So why don't we do it... what we think is right?
I think it's because we're young...
and when we're young,
we don't really have to.
Lorna: Do you want some motherly love advice?
Jamie: Not really.
Lorna: Oh, good. Cause I don't know how to do that. What...what I do know is that, it's no great God damn secret, you live in fear of repeating my mistakes. And you're not wrong. So learn from me. Do you know how many men in my life I thought were really perfect?
Jamie: Eighty.
Lorna: One.
Jamie: Eighty one!
Lorna: One. It was your dad. Greatest man I ever met. Obviously, look at you? How smart you are. How great. How funny. How driven. Your vaguely Middle Eastern beauty. Sure as hell didn't all come from me.
Lorna: I mean, we all have our Prince Charming. You just gotta know him when you see him.
Jamie: Mom, it's Prince Charming! You should just know.
Lorna: Well, you're Prince Charming isn't coming to rescue you in a horse and carriage. That's not who you want. I mean, you're looking...you're looking for a man to be your partner. You could take on the world with. You gotta big your fairy tail baby. My Prince Charming? You.
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