Never reported shit in my life. I’ve been shot at, stabbed, beaten repeatedly,run over on 2 different occasions by 3 cars in total. Never said a fucking word. Trust me I would never report you. Just not in me to call any authority ever.

RITA:
I'm sorry. What was that again?
ROB:
I'm a god.
RITA:
You're God?
ROB:
No, I'm
A god. Not
THE God... I don't think
RITA:
That's reassuring. For a minute there I thought you might be crazy.
ROB:
No, it's true. It's the only possible explanation. I'm a supernatural being.
RITA:
Because you survived a car wreck?
The waiter comes to the tableWAITER:
Are you ready to order?
ROB:
(to Rita, ignoring the WAITER)Not just the car wreck! I didn't just blow up yesterday, you know.
I've been run over, drowned, crushed, stabbed, shot, electrocuted, poisoned, frozen, burned, and asphyxiated--RITA:
Really?
The waiter looks at him like he's nuts.ROB:
--but I always wake up the next day without a scratch, without even a headache, and log on to GetBig. I'm telling you... ... I'm immortal.