Lindsay: So I've got a date with the guy with the brain-dead mom. I mean, it's just a picket for them to pull the plug on our loved ones.
Michael: Giving up hope on Buster pretty quickly there, Lindsay.
Lindsay: Listen, I know Buster. I know what he wants.
[flashback:]
Buster: Oh, I love soup. If the only thing I could do was lay in bed all day and eat soup, I'd be happy. I wouldn't even have to taste it. I could just take it through a tube. That would actually be better 'cause I wouldn't even burn my mouth. Never let me die.
[present:]
Lindsay: Yeah, he wants out. Anyway, you and I both know he's probably just faking.