Ramone is tired of hearing about his friend’s cheap talk and no action.
RAMONE: SICK of hearing your shit man. Always getting yourself pumped up for what you are gonna do and you end up lounging on the couch, flipping channels. Don’t you get sick of hearing yourself all the time? I see you once a week and I get sick of you, how do you stand yourself? (beat) Always talking about the paintings you’re gonna paint and WHERE ARE THEY? You finished two paintings since I know you in five years bro! Don’t talk to me about reading and studying and going to museums. DUDE, you’re forty-two years old and you’re still living home with Mommy. You got no job! No girl! You smell like ass! Bro, come on man! GET A LIFE!