In Loving Memory of Six Feet Under

  • Nathaniel: You were brave to face him.
  • David: Not really, there was a guard.
  • Nathaniel: Doesn't matter. I'm proud of you.
  • David: I thought it would set me free, but it... didn't change anything. Except now I know he really is insane.
  • Nathaniel: You're missing the point.
  • David: There is no point. That's the point... isn't it?
  • Nathaniel: Don't give me this phony existential bullshit. I expect better from you. The point's right in front of your face.
  • David: Well, I'm sorry, but I don't see it.
  • Nathaniel: You're not even grateful, are you?
  • David: Grateful? For the worst fucking experience of my life?
  • Nathaniel: You hang onto your pain like it means something, like it's worth something. Well, let me tell you: it's not worth shit. Let it go. Infinite possibilities and all he can do is whine!
  • David: What am I supposed to do?
  • Nathaniel: What do you think? You can do anything, you lucky bastard. You're alive! What's a little pain compared to that?
  • David: It can't be that simple.
  • Nathaniel: ...what if it is?