Check your mail tomorrow. I sent you a letter, a letter.

Your letter came yesterday.

It did?

Uh-huh. It was wonderful.

Why didn't you tell me?

It was wonderful.

I've never sent a letter like that, you know? I mean, I felt like I wanted to tell you something, but I didn't put it in the letter, and I didn't say it, but I want to say it now, I'm not sure if I should say it, you know, 'cause people always say it and don't mean it, but I think that I mean it, so, um, I just wanted to tell you...

No, we don't have to say it.

How do you know what I'm going to say?

I don't know what you're going to say, but I think that...

I was just going to tell you that I love you. [pause] I said it.

I know. Lloyd, let's not start putting things on this level.

What? This is a good level, isn't it?

How can I look at you and say this?

Say what?

[He leans over, kisses her, and smiles.]

I think that we should spend some time apart.

What's wrong?

Well, I need to study, and...

You need to study?

Yeah.

Okay, how much time do you need? I mean, you know, I mean you'll be leaving in a little while, so that's answered some questions.

We'll see.

Okay. It's good knowing this.

Yeah, uh-huh.

[Lloyd brings the car to a full stop.]

Okay, what did we just decide?

We decided...

'Cause I'm worried, did you just break up with me?

No, no.

It sounded like you did.

No. We decided that we're friends. I mean, I know it's a terrible word...

Well, if we're friends, why can't we see each other?

I think that we should stop going out on dates.

I feel like a dick. You must think I'm a dick.

No, I don't, I don't.

Yeah you do.

Lloyd, we shared the most intimate thing two people can share.

You shared it with a dick.