I wanted to tell you, I mean apologize.

No need. I understand. All in the line of duty.

I did treat you miserably.

I, uh, I hated you for it.

I didn't want you to go on thinking that I...

I, I used some pretty harsh words, I'm sorry.

They hurt deeply.

Naturally if I'd known.

I couldn't tell you.

Of course not.

Could I?

No, I guess not.
...

I guess I had nothing to do that weekend, so I decided to fall in love.

That's nice.

Eventually, the Professor and his Washington colleagues approached me with a few sordid details about Philip. They told me that my relationship with him made me uniquely valuable to them.

Mm-mmm. So you became a Girl Scout, huh?

Maybe it was the first time anyone ever asked me to do anything worthwhile.

Has life been like that?

Mm-hmm.

How come?

Men like you!

What's wrong with men like me?

They don't believe in marriage.

I've been married twice.

See what I mean?

Now I may go back to hating you: it was more fun. [They kiss passionately.]