What if there is no God? What if we're just a bunch of absurd people who are running around with no rhyme or reason? –But if there is no God, well, then life has no meaning. Why go on living? Why not just commit suicide? –Well, let's not get hysterical. I could be wrong. I'd hate to blow my brains out and then read in the papers they found something.
You know, Mary, I haven't had Christmas off in seven years. –Oh, that's terrible. –Well, it's not too bad. You get used to it. Christmas is just like any other day when you work in a newsroom. You know what I mean? –Uh, no. –Oh. You gotta work on Christmas. –I've got to work on Christmas? –Well, that's another way of putting it.