Man I still cannot get over the fact that he worked himself up into that much of a frenzy in less than a week, without (as far as we know) even trying to talk to one woman. I know "trying" and "talking to women" are alien concepts to him, but what in the fuck did he expect? For that underage skateboard chick to notice him lurking across the street and walk over and offer herself to him? He's screaming and sobbing because in his first week out of the psych ward he didn't get any pussy when he didn't try to get any pussy. Of course as I've said it wouldn't do him any good to try, he would fail, but it just illustrates the true mind-bending insanity of his delusional worldview. He got out of the psych ward, walked the streets alone, slept in the woods, avoided people, screamed at statues and God, and he was shocked, hurt, and completely jaded by this deplorable generation, nation, and world, when after five days a hot, loyal teenage baby factory was not bestowed upon him, from nowhere, by strangers. I am not exaggerating, this is a literal description of Lucas' expectations and beliefs about reality. Fucking hell man