"Jesse Pinkman: You know, I don't get it. Why would
anyone paint a picture of a door, over and over again, like, dozens of times?
Jane Margolis: But it wasn't the same.
JP: Yeah, it was.
JM: It was the same subject, but it was
different every time. The light was different, her mood was different. She saw
something new every time she painted it.
JP: And that's not psycho to you?
JM: Well, then why should we do anything
more than once? Should I just smoke this one cigarette? Maybe we should only
have sex once, if it's the same thing.
JP: ...no.
JM: Should we just watch one sunset? Or live
just one day? Because it's new every time. Each time is a different experience.
JP: Okay, fine. I guess the cow skull
pictures were cool, but a door? I will say it again. A door.
JM: Why not a door? Sometimes you get
fixated on something, and you might not even get why. You open yourself up and
go with the flow, wherever the universe takes you.
JP: Okay, so the universe took her to a
door. And she got all obesessed with it, and just had to paint it 20 times
until it was perfect.
JM: No. I wouldn't say that. Nothing's
perfect.
JP: Yeah? Well, I mean, - looking to her - some things.
JM: Aww, that was so sweet, I think I threw
up in my mouth a little bit.
JP: You can't admit, just for once, that I'm
right. Come on. That O'Keeffe lady kept trying over and over until that stupid
door was perfect.
JM: No. That door was her home and she loved
it. To me, that's about making that feeling last."
