“What are you doing here? (Terri)I’ll tell you if you tell me why you’re here. (Nathan)No. Leave. (Terri)No. You leave. (Nathan)What are we? Four? (Terri)”

“What the hell are you doing here again? (Terri)I have a question. (Nathan)Tell you what. I’ll give you my cell phone number so you can just call me the next time you have one, and save you all the effort of breaking and entering. Free up a lot of your day. (Terri)”

“I’m staying here tonight. I can bunk on the floor. (Nathan)What if I say no? (Terri)I’ll just break in after you go to sleep and still bunk on the floor. (Nathan)”

“Keep your voice down. And before you go all badass cop on me, I’m the one who saved your life outside. (Nathan)How do I know that? (Terri)Let’s use some logic. You stuck your head in here. Someone tried to use it for target practice, but I yanked you away before you ended up headless. If I was the shooter, you’d be dead now and we wouldn’t be having this conversation. (Nathan)”

“I was in the army, Terri. Special Ops, sent into the most godforsaken places you can imagine, where I did unspeakable things. We weren’t exactly sent in to teach our enemies to knit. (Nathan)”

“I have two words for you. (Terri)Oh, yeah? (Josie)Whatever- (Terri)That’s one word. (Josie)–bitch. (Terri)”