Once Upon a time there was a guy named Joe, who had a very lousy job....

Mr. Waturi: Harry I'm not arguing with you!

Dede: Hi, Joe. What's with the shoe?
Joe: I'm losing my sole.

Joe's diagnosis: Brain cloud.

Dr. Ellison: And what did you do in the fire department?
Joe: Well... I put out fires.

Dr. Ellison: You have some time left, Mr. Banks. You have some life left. My advice to you is: live it well.

Joe: So I'm not sick? Except for this terminal disease?

Joe: This life, life what a joke. This situation, this room. You look terrible Mr. Waturi, you look like a bag of shit stuffed in a cheap suit. Not like anybody could look good under these zombie lights. I can feel them sucking the life out of my eyeballs. Suck, suck, suck, suck (slurps).

Joe: Dede, how about dinner tonight?
Dede: Yeah, ok. Wow! What a change.

Mr. Graynamore: I want to hire ya, to jumo into a volcano.

Joe: Hello, I have an American Express Gold Card. Can I rent a limo for the day? Great. Does a driver come with that? Great. Do you rent anything else? No, ok that's it.

Luggage Salesman: Have you thought much about luggage, Mr. Banks?
Joe: No.
Luggage Salesman: It's the central preoccupation of my life.

Luggage Salesman: This is our premier steamer trunk, it's all handmade, only the finest materials. It's even watertight, tight as a drum. If I had the need, and the wherewithal, Mr. Banks, this would be my trunk of choice.
Joe: I'll take four of them.
Luggage Salesman: May you live to be a thousand years old, sir.

Joe: I've never been to L.A. before.

Angelica: What do you think?
Joe: It looks fake. I like it!

Angelica: This is a great town. It stinks! But it's a great town.

Angelica: Would you like to hear one of my poems?
Joe: Sure.
Angelica: "Long ago, the delicate tangles of his hair covered the emptiness of my hands." Would you like to hear it again?

Angelica: You're in a rotten mood.
Patricia: It's the sunshine. Get's me down.

Patricia: My father says that almost the whole world is asleep. Everybody you know. Everybody you see. Everybody you talk to. He says that only a few people are awake and they live in a state of constant total amazement.

Patricia: I'm soul sick.

(Patricia finally wakes up from getting hit after the storm)
Joe: Everything went down. I still have my trunks.

Waponi: Are you Joe?
Joe: Yeah.
Waponi: Are you Joe - Banks?
Joe: Yeah.

Joe: What is that, a teddy bear?
Waponi chief: No, it is my soul.
Joe: I hope you don't loose it.
Waponi chief: So do I.

Waponi chief: Tonight, we'll have a big feast. Then at the end of the big feast you will climb to the top of the big woo and jump in, ok?

Patricia: You're really going to do it?
Joe: I figure I might as well go out in style.

Joe: Take me to the Volcano!

Patricia: Wait, wait, stop right there. I love you.

Patricia: I love you!
Joe: I love you too! But your timing sucks!

Waponi Chief: Do you want to marry him?
Patricia: Yes.
Waponi Chief: Do you want to marry her?
Joe Banks: Yes.
Waponi Chief: Good. You're married. I go now.

Patricia: Nobody knows anything, Joe. We'll take this leap, and we'll see. We'll jump, and we'll see. That's life, right?

Patricia: You mean you were diagnosed with something called a brain cloud and didn't ask for a second opinion?

(after realizing that Dr. Ellerson is her dad's doctor)
Patricia: You think they could think something better than a brain cloud.