Beep beep ribby ribby
Verona: Burt, are we fuck-ups?
Burt: No. What do you mean?
Verona: I mean, we’re 34 and we don’t even have this basic stuff figured out.
Burt: Basic, like how?
Verona: Basic, like how to live.
Burt: We’re not fuck ups.
Verona: We have a cardboard window…
Burt (looks behind at cardboard window): But we’re not fuck ups
Verona (whispers): I think we might be fuck ups…
Burt (whispers): We’re not fuck ups.
