- Kippy Newberg: You're on the stage, and there we're all Cyrano, all loving with no hope of true love in return; all Roxanne, loving an illusion of love; all Christian, loving with words that are not our own; all imperfect. Parading or imperfections, in spite of our fears, with one thought in mind: to play true to the end. To risk all, and to be left with only that which is most dear.
- Peter Rooker: Well, why WOULDN'T she leave? I mean look at me! I'm just dull. I have a dull job, a dull car, I never go out, and I have no friends. My girlfriend dumps me - who do I call to come over? My sister!
- Peter's Sister: Well, what's wrong with that?
- Peter Rooker: You don't pour your heart out to your sister. That's like taking your sister to the prom!
- Peter's Sister: I had FUN at your prom!