"Hey Torch!"
"Hey Lisa!"
"You miss me?"
"Not much."

The whole "Your aorta is in your chest" thing.

"How's the engagement going?"
"Oh you know."
"No I don't, I've been away."
"Joe wants me to... before the wedding."
"Fuck his brains out. Use a rubber."

"Hey, Polly! Suzanna!"
"Let's just play something. If talking did shit we'd be out of here by now."

"Did you enjoy the fresh air, Lisa?"
"Yeah I did Val, thanks."
"Good because that's the last time you're leaving the ward."
"Is that a dare or a double dare?"

"You're just jealous, Lisa. Because I got better. Because I was released. Because I have a chance. And a life."
"They didn't release you because you got better, Dasy. They just gave up."

"Tell me how the safety net is working for you. Tell me that you don't take that blade and drag it across your skin and pray for the currage to press down."

I'm too tired to try to hear and transcribe that.