Who is saying what

An afternoon with the White Lady at Moe’s place listening to ‘Sound of Silver’ and talking rat-a-tat-tat, just like that…
“Thirty years from now we will be listening to this record in diapers with big fucking smiles on our faces.”
“I plan on being in diapers long before then.”
“Imagine what that’ll be like, sitting in a pile of your own filth and not giving two shits.”
“I’m sitting in a pile of my own filth right now.”
“Just feed me pills."
"Think we'll still be friends in thirty years?"
"Not a fucking chance."
"Man, it’s nice partying early, especially during these tail end party days where we’re all too well aware of the consequences…”
“We hold on as long as we can my friend.”
“We hold on…”
“FM.”
“You know that record?”
“I know everything.”
“Fuck this record is so fucking good.”
Christopher gets up and turns it up.
“James Murphy man, he’s talking to us.”
“He really is.”
“Good times, good times.”