If this was a movie, we would've sat down at the table with the guys and they would have learned some kind of valuable lesson, like not to judge people by how they look, or that being different is okay. And Lena would've learned that all jocks weren't stupid and shallow. It always seemed to work in movies, but this wasn't a movie. This was Gatlin, which severely limited what could happen.

The guys were going down one road, and I was going down another.

Don’t think so. We all make our choices, and those choices have consequences.

the whole way down, I was only thinking one thing . . . L E N A

I don't know what happened. One minute, I was dreamin' about a fat piece of George Clooney and a hot date with some brown sugar pound cake, and the next thing I knew, the house was coming down on us.

Wait, I got it. We, uh, won the battle and lost the war, or was it the other way around? 'Cause around here, it's hard to tell sometimes.

We are given to the great, for great purpose, to great ends. We are given to the grave, for grave purposes, to grave ends.