Seemingly nonchalant conversation at theater concession counter:
J: I have all these fantasies about what would happen if the band got somewhere. It's hard not to entertain them, but I try not to.
H: Why?
J: I don't know. I just don't want to get my hopes up. You don't think it's stupid?
H: God, no! It's good to keep your hopes up. Gives you something to get out of bed in the morning. If people didn't have dreams like that, there wouldn't be much of a reason to try anything. Right?
J: Yeah, that's true.
H: You have to entertain those fantasies. If you didn't... I mean, what would be your reason for living?
J: You.