:32:00
Oh, yeah.
:32:04
What was her name?
:32:12
Rebecca.
:32:17
Put your shoes on.
We're going downstairs.
:32:19
- What's downstairs?
- You'll see.
:32:26
It's like there are two realities.
:32:28
First, we're in love,
and it's incredible, it's perfect.
:32:33
And then poof!
"Sorry, Jane.
:32:36
Doesn't work for me
anymore. "
:32:38
- How is that possible?
- Easy. You were living in a fantasy.
:32:42
Romance, true love,
soul mates,
:32:45
it's all bullshit.
:32:47
None of it exists.
:32:49
Trust me.
I speak from experience.
:32:53
Man, she really did a
number on you, didn't she?
:32:58
Well, don't shit
on my broken heart...
:33:01
just because you converted to some
warped brand of romantic atheism.
:33:05
Oh, man! Whoo!
:33:08
It's called
self-preservation.
:33:10
Oh, in other words, you narcotize
yourself with casual sex.
:33:14
No, no, no. See, that implies
I'm avoiding reality...
:33:16
when, in fact, I embrace it.
:33:21
Don't underestimate
casual sex, Jane.
:33:23
- It's very liberating.
- I'll bet.
:33:32
I almost feel sorry for her.
:33:35
What for?
:33:37
I make no pretenses, okay?
:33:39
Now, if she wants to put me up
on a white horse,
:33:41
that's her choice.
:33:44
We're all
grownups here, Jane.