- Connie Sumner: I think this was a mistake.
- Paul: There is no such thing as a mistake. There are things you do, and things you don't do.
- Paul: Open to page 23.
- Connie Sumner: ''Drink wine. This is life eternal. 'This, all that youth will give to you. It is the season for wine, roses, and drunken friends. 'Be happy for this moment...
- Connie Sumner, Paul: This moment is your life."
- Connie Sumner: Talk to me. Tell me what you did.
- Edward Sumner: No, you tell me what you did! How you fucked him over and over and over, you lied to me over and over and over.
- Connie Sumner: Edward, please.
- Edward Sumner: No, you don't talk to me now. I gave everything... for this family. Everything... and what did you do? You threw it all away like it was nothing. For what? To a fucking kid! You didn't think I'd know? I wouldn't feel it? I knew it from the very first day! Because I know you, Connie. I know you, and I fucking hate you! I didn't want to kill him, I wanted to kill you!
- Connie Sumner: [pauses] Oh, my God. Edward, oh, my God.
- [Last Line]
- Connie Sumner: We can spend the rest of our lives on that beach, and when we die we can just push out to sea. What do you think?
- Edward Sumner: Perfect, sounds perfect.
- Paul: [reading from a Braille book] "My mother makes me chicken. Her chicken makes me cough. I wish that when she made it, she at least took the feathers off."
- Connie Sumner: Edward... did you hurt him? You did, didn't you? Jesus, Edward. Talk to me. Tell me what you did.
- Edward Sumner: No. You tell me what you did.
- Paul: We take Medicaid, Blue Cross...
- Connie Sumner: I'm uninsured.
- Paul: I'm sorry, we don't take charity cases here.
- Connie Sumner: [closes the door, and then opens it again]
- Paul: [laughing] It was a joke.
- Bill Stone: Wait. Wait a minute. You're telling me about family? Well, you don't know the first goddamn thing about it. Why don't you take a look at your own fucking family, Ed? Take a goddamn look at that.
- Connie Sumner: That was my son Charlie. He's 8. He'll be 9 next week.
- Paul: I'm Paul Martel. I'll be 28 in July.
- Connie Sumner: I'm Constance, and I'm late.
- Connie Sumner: Someone's got a birthday coming up.
- Charlie: Latrell Sprewell jersey, Mom. Don't forget.
- Connie Sumner: He's on the Yankees, right?
- Charlie: Mom! You're driving me bonkers.
- Edward Sumner: You're driving him bonkers.
- Sally: We thought you were abducted by that heartthrob.
- Connie Sumner: What heartthrob?
- Tracy: You didn't see him at the counter? He was gorgeous.
- Connie Sumner: I miss everything.
- Sally: Your button's undone.
- Connie Sumner: Oh, thank you.
- Tracy: [sees Paul] That's him.
- Connie Sumner: I guess I can see the appeal.
- Sally: Well, if he looked at me twice, I would be on my back in a second.
- Tracy: Oh, you would not.
- Sally: Oh, I would so. Why not?
- Tracy: Well, a couple of reasons. Adam for one, your kids for another.
- Sally: Well, you know, Tracy, they wouldn't have to know about it. It could be just something that I did for myself. You know, to - broaden my horizons.
- Connie Sumner: You gonna fuck me? Huh?
- Paul: You want it?
- Connie Sumner: Yeah, I want you to.
- Paul: Say it.
- Connie Sumner: I want you to fuck me.
- Paul: Say it.
- Connie Sumner: We can get through this. We'll take it one day at a time. No one will know.
- Edward Sumner: We'll know.
- Paul: It was nice meeting you, Constance. Hey, come back if you need more books or medical attention.
- Connie Sumner: I can't. I can't.
- Paul: What? What? What's wrong?
- Connie Sumner: I can't. I don't know how to do this. This is wrong.
- Paul: Hit me.
- Connie Sumner: I don't want to.
- Paul: Hit me.
- Connie Sumner: Aah!
- Paul: Hit me.
- Connie Sumner: Ooh!
- Connie Sumner: I just remembered, I have a facial at 12:30 at Georgiana's today.
- Edward Sumner: Oh, well. You gotta stay beautiful, right?
- Connie Sumner: Honey, what has gotten into you? Are you ok?
- Edward Sumner: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. Are you ok?
- Connie Sumner: I'm fine. Everybody's fine.
- Bill Stone: I suppose they could be - wooing me, if that's what you mean.
- Edward Sumner: Apparently a lot of people are wooing you these days. Now, who's wooing who?
- Charlie: Dad, look what I can do. I've been practicing.
- [cups his had under his armpit and moves his arm up and down]