“Marvin, what do you make of all this?”
“Man, I don’t even have an opinion.”
“Well, you gotta have an opinion. I mean, do you think that God came down from Heaven and stopped the…”
Mia: […]Why do we feel it’s necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don’t know. That’s a good question.
Mia: That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
Vincent: I don’t think we’re there yet. But don’t feel bad, we just met each other.