Cloudy weather is like alcohol.
If you're happy & shiny, it will make you feel so romantic, cheerful and great. But it's enough to be a teeny tiny bit dark and twisty inside and what you'll feel is sheer misery.
Larry: So Anna tell me your bloke wrote a book. Any good?
Alice: Of course.
Larry: It's about you isn't it?
Alice: Some of me.
Larry: Oh? What did he leave out?
Alice: The truth.
DAN: Why didn't you lie to me?
ANNA: Because we said we'd always tell each other the truth.DAN: What's so great about the truth? Try lying for a change. It's the currency of the world.
Dan: When I get back, please tell me the truth.
Dan: Because I'm addicted to it. Because without it, we're animals. Trust me.
Alice: I don't want to lie. I can't tell the truth. So it's over.