Anthony falls in love.

"I think everyone is looking for love. I know they are starving for it. Wait let me finish."

"I didn't say anything."

"I think every act is someone looking for love. What do you think? What? What is your heart telling you when I say this?"

"How is he capable of making everything sound like a tirade?"

"Do I sound upset? Trying not to go for that."

"I don't know."

"Listen every fucking body is looking for love, right?"

"You don't read the internets?This is a very popular subject on dating sites."

"I'm not talking about a lack of fucking sex satiation that people think they are looking for I'm talking about a serious lack of who they really are."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"You know this sounds even random for you."

"My girlfriend carefully pushed me down the stairs yesterday."

"Carefully?"

"Who wants to do something like that?"

"Someone who knows you. I've tried to run you over but the median was too high."

"Everyone is piled high in a car of stupidity when it comes to what is driving them."

"Not sure how that sentence works but...."

"I saw the love in her heart as I rolled rapidly awkward down the steps."

"But did you see the pain in her eyes?"

"Who really wants to do something like that?

"I don't know?"

"This searching is consistent even if the actions are different. Don't you think? Don't you think every stupid shit thing and everything that they think is love is all the same thing--lack, a form of lack."

"Your girlfriend pushed you down the stairs because she wants love."

"Right."

"Then I hope Lanvin fires a fuckin' round into my chest from a large caliber weapon because I'm really digging her. You know?"

"OK?"