Michael: I'm trying to relate to you.
Jimmy: No, you're trying to take me on some nostalgia trip. You're such a cliche.
Michael: Oh! says the dope-smoking, game-playing, live-at-home, world-owes-him-a-living millennial.

Trevor: Well, hello there beautiful. Here, (hands over money) go buy yourself something nice.
Aunt: This is seven dollars?!?!
Trevor: I said something nice, not something expensive…!

Next, I'll have this thing so far up your ass, your tonsils will be playing shadow puppets.

Jimmy De Santa: Hey, let's bounce.
Michael De Santa: Bounce? We're bouncing now? Is that what we're doing? Jesus fucking Christ.

I am diversification personified... or personification diversified.