- Rebecca Wharton: Aren't you gonna eat?
- Justin Whalen: I'm not hungry.
- Rebecca Wharton: But I made your favorite: Turkey on white with a little bit of mustard. I even cut the crust off the bread.
- Justin Whalen: I know, thanks, Becky, I just can't eat.
- [he gets up off the couch]
- Justin Whalen: She's gonna get away with it, can you believe that?
- Rebecca Wharton: Take it easy, Justin. You don't know that.
- Justin Whalen: How could the cops just... let her out without even charging her? I mean, first they don't do anything. Then they let her go?
- Rebecca Wharton: Come on, why don't you lie down and rest?
- Justin Whalen: Last thing I'm in the mode for is a rest.
- [Rebecca sets Justin down on the couch and gets on top of him]
- Rebecca Wharton: What are you in the mode for?
- Justin Whalen: Rebecca, I told you, I'm not into that anymore, all right?
- Rebecca Wharton: Whatever you say. But do you remember the last time we were together? What you said?
- Justin Whalen: Yeah, I told you, I...
- Rebecca Wharton: Shh! I know what you just told me, but that's not what you really mean, is it?
- Justin Whalen: Rebecca, I...
- Rebecca Wharton: Is it, baby? Why don't you try putting your arm around me. See how natural that feels? Just like before. Remember this one?
- [she kisses him]
- Rebecca Wharton: Come, on. Kiss me, baby. Kiss me like you used to.
- [they kiss each other]