Quinn: I’m having a really tough time here.
Debra: Doing what?
Quinn: This. Being with you.
Debra: Yeah, well, you should have thought of that before.
Quinn: I’m sorry. I fucked up, I know. I do dumb things. I’m a dumb guy. But the one thing I did right was to get you to almost like me. Because I really love you.
Debra: Don’t, Quinn.
Quinn: No, I mean it. There aren’t many women like you. I know that. You’re more like… A guy.
Debra: A guy?!
Quinn: You don’t play games where I have to figure out what it is you’re really thinking. You just say it, usually with a lot of really filthy words that I’ve never heard before. You’re the first woman who’s ever called me on my bullshit, and made me take a hard look at myself. It’s made me a better person, I think. I just don’t want to lose you, that’s all.








