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“It's my duty as a human being to be pissed off”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: I'm saying I don't need a limousine to know who I am, alright?

Tim: Right on. You know what? He doesn't need to limo, man.

Jeff: I mean, you know, at least I admit I don't know. I know that things are fucked up beyond belief and I know that I have nothing original to say about any of it, alright? I don't have an answer. I don't have a fucking message.

Tim: Okay, great. Well, now he's crying. Are you guys happy?”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: Nothing ever changes, man. Fifty years from now we're all gonna be dead. And there will be another group of people standing here drinking beer, eating pizza, bitching about the price of Oreos and they'll have no idea we were ever here and fifty years after those suckers will be dust and bones and there'll be all these generations of suckers, all trying to figure out what the fuck they're doing on this fucking planet and it'll all be full of shit. It's all so fucking futile.

Tim: If it's all so fucking futile, what the fuck are you so fucking upset about, fuckhead?”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: Idealism is guilty middle-class bullshit.”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Tim: I shot my TV.”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: At least I admit that I don't know. I know that things are fucked up, beyond belief, and I have nothing original to say about it...”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Buff: What are you doing now?

Bee-Bee: I don't know. You mean like now? Like right now? Waiting.”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: I could go to New York if I wanted to, but what's the point? So I can learn how to order a capuccino? So I can get mugged by some crackhead? So I can see homeless people up close and personal?

Sooze: So what do you want to do?

Jeff: Nothing.

Sooze: No one does nothing, Jeff!

Jeff: Okay, well, then I'm going to break new ground.

Sooze: New ground?!

Jeff: Mm-hmm.

Sooze: Taking one community college course on the history of Nicaragua while barely holding a job packing boxes?”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia

“Jeff: I don't need a limousine to know who I am. At least I know I don't know.”
― Eric Bogosian, subUrbia