CRASH: I don’t believe in quantum physics when it comes to matters of the heart.
ANNIE: Well, what do you believe in?
CRASH: Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman’s back, the hanging curveball, high fibre, good Scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve, and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days. Good night.