These stars have been falling continuously these last few weeks.
I have been dreaming the same dream of you and me in a car going downtown on a Wednesday night and watching the sky burn.
All you said was "I've never seen a sky like this burn down."

The sky's falling down onto this town.
Everything's gone wrong now that you are gone.
Every single day I wish to get away.
I'm sorry that I'm not sorry.
You're just another story.

WILL: You're a mess. I'm leaving.
GRACE: Don't bother. I'll leave.
WILL: No, no. I'm leaving.
GRACE: I'm already gone.
WILL: Where's the guy with the--
GRACE: Where's my purse?
KAREN: Meow, meow.
WILL: Damn it.
GRACE: Come on.
WILL: We are not playing games here.
GRACE: Give me my purse.
JACK: Want 'em? Go get 'em.
KAREN: Ha!
WILL: Jack, what the hell are you doing?
JACK: It's time you two patched things up.
WILL: Unzip it!
JACK: Will!! This is not the time or the place for your clumsy come-ons! Now talk to her!
GRACE: This is not funny. Let us out now.
WILL: I'm not kidding, Jack.
JACK: I'm not kidding either! You guys' friendship means something to me. It means that maybe we don't have to be alone in the world.
That some things do last forever. That a fatty and his enabler can find love.
KAREN: Come on, you're tearing the poor kid up! So either get it together or get it apart. Just get it! Now come on, Jackie. I hear there's some people here with some great dope.
GRACE: Eew. Eew. I think I just stepped in a puddle of throw-up. Throw-up makes me throw up.
WILL: Quit jumping. You're gonna have two puddles.
GRACE: Please look. Is that throw-up?
WILL: Look for yourself! I'm not your vomit-looker. I only look at vomit for my friends, and we are not friends.
GRACE: Fine, then you're gonna have to find yourself another spider-killer.
WILL: I don't need you to kill spiders for me, thank you. I can kill my own damn spiders.
GRACE: What about the one above your head?
GRACE: Quit bouncing.
WILL: You quit bouncing.
GRACE: You quit bouncing!
WILL: You quit bouncing!
GRACE: Man. You really hate me, don't you? Is this really happening? We just throw away 15 years of friendship over this?
WILL: Don't say "over this" like it was nothing. You screwed me over. I'm planning my life around this.
You were gonna have a baby, I was gonna be a dad. And then you just throw it away. Heh. It was so easy for you.
GRACE: Easy? Have you been paying any attention to my life lately? And when has finding someone ever been easy for me?
WILL: That is not the point, Grace. You just met the guy and you picked him over me.
GRACE: I couldn't pick him over you because you are not an option for me. You know, I actually considered walking away from Leo for you.
But then I started thinking about what our life would be like. Just you and me and our baby. And that question hanging over my head.
WILL: What question?
GRACE: Was Leo the right guy for me? I don't know. I don't know if it's gonna work out. But I hope it does. And I'd hope my friend would want that for me, too.
WILL: I'm sorry, Grace, but it's not that easy for me.
GRACE: Why?
WILL: Because it's not.
GRACE: Why?!
WILL: Because I need you more than you need me! Okay? You--you--you-- you got a million options, Grace.
You can make a baby with Leo, or Nathan, or any Tom, Dick, and...spermy. But I can't. I need you.
GRACE: Well, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say to that.
WILL: Well, there's nothing you can say. You've made your choice.
GRACE: So, what, that's it? We're done? We're just gonna go our separate ways?
WILL: I guess so.