Matt Jensen: Clay, it's five o'clock in the morning. What the hell is going on?
Clay Jensen: Skye is my girlfriend. But we haven't had sex, although we tried. She's in the hospital right now, but not because she tried to kill herself. Someone just ran me off the road on my way home. Random? Maybe. Who knows? I can't explain any of it to you because I don't understand it myself. Now, does knowing all this make this any better or worse for you?
Lainie Jensen: Our agreement was that we'd talk about these things.
Clay Jensen: When the house is on fire, do you discuss the fire or get out of the godd*mn house? Oh. I need a f*cking car.
Matt Jensen: Did you shower?
Clay Jensen: I totally showered.
Matt Jensen: I feel it's possible you didn't shower.
Clay Jensen: I didn't shower. Look, I just... I turned the water on just now, and I thought about it all, the whole thing, taking clothes off, dealing with hair, and I just... I couldn't do it. Look, we shower, like... every day, and it's just... a lot.
Matt Jensen: I prefer to leave my lectures in the lecture hall, but, you know... there's actually an important lesson to be learned from a hangover.
Clay Jensen: Don't drink?
Matt Jensen: Sure, but... you'll drink. It happens. The overarching lesson is that actions have consequences. Judging from the way you look, you've probably suffered enough for today.
Clay Jensen: What is that?
Matt Jensen: Hot sauce, horseradish, kale, a raw egg, and, uh, about six other things designed to cure a hangover.
Clay Jensen: Dad, where’s your radio thing?
Matt Jensen: “My radio thing”?
Clay Jensen: That thing you play CDs on when you’re painting or working in the yard or whatever.
Matt Jensen: My boom box.
Clay Jensen: That really what they’re called?
Matt Jensen: They were. I believe now they’re called obsolete.