Joan: You have a lot to answer for, buddy! Nobody asks to be born. (long pause) So we all get to die, and everybody we love dies...
Cute Boy God: (quietly) Yeah.
Joan: So that's good for you...?
Cute Boy God: Joan, there's nothing I can say about that that would make sense to you.
Joan: A lot of what happens here really sucks! So much for your "perfect system". Can you see me being really mad at you right now?
Cute Boy God: (whispers) Yes.
Joan: Why does it have to be so hard?
Cute Boy God: What, specifically?
Joan: Being alive? Let's start there.
Cute Boy God: You wish you weren't alive?
Joan: No. I... I don't know! I wish it didn't... hurt so much.
Cute Boy God: It hurts because you feel it, Joan. Because you are alive. You love people, that generates a lot of power, a lot of energy. The same kind of energy that binds atoms together. We've all seen what happens when you try to pry them apart.
Joan: So, if I... don't get attached to people, then I... won't hurt so much?
Cute Boy God: (smiling) No, it's in your nature to get attached to people. I put that into the recipe. It's when you guys try to ignore that, when you try to go it alone, that's when it gets ugly. It's Hell.
Joan: It's "Hell"... like, the Hell?
(the bus slows and stops)
Cute Boy God: Oh, look. Your house. Go on, Joan. People are waiting for you.