Em: Morning, Wade. Headache any better today?
Wade: Not really. I tried some hot tea, but no luck.
Em: Y'know, they make painkillers for a reason.
Wade: No thanks. I'd rather live with a dull pain than pump my body full of chemicals.
Wade: It's a slippery slope from painkillers, to alcohol, to drugs, to hedonism.
Wade: I don't want to be the guy who wakes up one night wondering where I am, and where my pants are.
Melville: Ugh, what a night. Where am I?
Melville: Oh, good thing I still have my pants.
Melville: It would have been embarrassing if I lost them.
