- The Maxx: Pain lasts, kid. It's how you know you're alive. Sometimes I think this growing up thing is just pain management.
- [Sara's holding a gun to her head]
- Sara: Ok, heres the point in the story where I have this cathartic revelation that suicide's wrong, that life's worth living and everything'll be OK. Yeah, right. And that's why this story doesn't work!
- [Throws the gun down]
- Sara: 'Cause I just don't buy it.
- Julie: Nobody buys it, but that's not why you go on.
- Sara: Why then?
- The Maxx: Because things'll change. You'll change.
- Sara: What about right now?
- Julie: Right now, you wait.
- Mr. Gone: Most of us inhabit at least two worlds: the real world, where we are at the mercy of circumstance; and the world within, the unconscious, a safe place we where can escape. The Maxx shifts between these worlds against his will. Here, homeless, he lives in a box in an alley. The only one who really cares for him is Julie Winters, a freelance social worker. But in Pangaea, the other world, he rules the Outback and is the protector of Julie, his Jungle Queen. There, he cares for her. But he always ends up back in the real world. And me, old Mr. Gone?
- [laughs]
- Mr. Gone: Only I can see that the secret that unites them could destroy them. I could be helpful... Ah, screw it! I think I'll have some fun with them first.
- Mr. Gone: [diabolical laughter]
- Mr. Gone: The others cry out for you, Julie Winters. Their screams of agony are the kisses I place along your neck
- The Maxx: Funny, but I keep seeing that doll she made of Mr. Gone... beheaded! That must mean something. The things that could be under my mask... .
- Julie: Look, Maxx, that freak nearly killed us. And just because you imagine you have a rabbit's head in the Outback is certainly no reason to fear you might actually have one here. It's so classic, Maxx. You see yourself as some jungle avenger because in your in real life you're powerless. And I can't blame you. We all need some place to go away to; some place we can be who we should have been instead of who we are; some safe place where we can escape reality. Hide. I know there are things to hide from.
- The Maxx: My mask. I can feel it crawling... .
- Julie: Shush.
- The Maxx: Please! Make it stop!
- Julie: Just rest now. It's okay. It's okay.
- The Maxx: To be first in the soil, which erupts in the coil, of trees veins and grasses all brought to a boil. Wait, it's different somehow, cause this land isn't mine, and my brain has been freed, I'm not thinking in... poetry stuff.
- The Jungle Queen: I'm that part of you that escapes, Julie. I reflect what's deep inside, the image of strength and independence you felt before you were... violated. But as I absorb more misery and bitterness, I change. I fear what I am becoming, Julie. But now that you have seen this, the world can never be the same size again.
- [about her schoolmates]
- Sara: They're all necro-nerds and Sand freaks. They think death is romantic. Death is hard and cold and ugly, not some cute chick.
- Sara: I was sitting under the Jones Street underpass yesterday. That's because I want to be a writer and writers gotta have experiences, like underpasses.
- Julie: At least in his dreams he's some kind of superhero. Boy this city's full of people who are experts at avoiding reality, and with good reason. I'm not sure any of us wants to know what goes on at 3am in some stink ridden ally. God know who doing god know what. Best not to think about it, just push it down and go on
- Julie: This doll is telling me things I don't want to hear and if it doesn't shut up in going brush it's head, I'm going to brush and brush until I brush off it's head.
- Sara: Mom called, said to call if you needed anything.
- Julie: Great. Hey, when you talked to your mom, did you happen to mention that there's a slight chance this entire world is all my dream and if I wake up it could end everything.
- Sara: Well I might have left that part out.
- Julie: Just as well, it's not exactly my favorite part.