Why can't we get past this? I mean, are we gonna carry this thing around forever?
Forever? It just happened.
It happened three weeks ago. You know how a year to a person is like seven years to a dog?
Yes.
Is one of us supposed to be a dog in this scenario?
Yes.
Who is the dog?
You are.
I am? I am the dog? I am the dog?
Um-hmm.
I am the dog. I-I don't see that Harry. If anybody is the dog, you are the dog. You want to act like what happened didn't mean anything.
I'm not saying it didn't mean anything. I am saying why does it have to mean everything?
Because it does, and you should know that better than anybody because the minute that it happens, you walk right out the door.
I didn't walk out.
No, sprinted is more like it.
We both agreed it was a mistake.
The worst mistake I've ever made.
What do you want from me?
I don't want anything from you!
Fine. Fine, but let's just get one thing straight. I did not go over there that night to make love to you, that is not why I went there. But you looked up at me with these big weepy eyes, don't go home night Harry, hold me a little longer Harry. What was I supposed to do?
What are you saying, you took pity on me?
No, I was...
**** you! [she slaps Harry]
