"Here's to the ones who dream, foolish as they may seem. Here's to the hearts that ache. Here's to the mess we make. She captured feeling, sky with no ceiling, the sunset inside with rain. Here's to the ones who dream, foolish as they may seem. Here's to the hearts that ache. Here's to the mess we make."
Sebastian: "I want to let you know you're looking at a new man. A man who's happy to be here."
Boss: "Right, and you'll play the set list?"
Sebastian: "Gladly... although, you know, I thought in this town it worked on a sort of 'one for you, one for me' basis type system. How about two for you, one for me? ... How about all for you and none for me?"
Boss: "That's perfect, yes."
Sebastian: "Okay, a mutual decision then?"
Boss: "Made by me."
Sebastian: "Right, and I sign off on it, so..."
Boss: "Whatever. Tell yourself what you want to know."
Sebastian: "Alright, I remember you. And yes, I'll admit that when we met, I was a little curt."
Mia: "You were 'curt?'"
Sebastian: "Alright, I was an asshole. I can admit that! But requesting 'I Ran' from a serious musician? Too far!"
Mia: "Did you just say 'a serious musician'?"
Sebastian: "That's not what I said."
Mia: "That's a really cool outfit. Do you mind if I borrow it next week?"
Mia: "Because I have an audition coming up where I have to play a 'serious' firefighter."