Ross Fleming: So, what was in your mind then when you went down there, I'm curious to know. What were you thinking? You were gonna check up on me?
Paige Fleming: Doesn't matter.
Ross Fleming: It's don't 'doesn't matter'. I'm asking you this one question, now I want you to answer me, do you see yourself now as my- my probation officer?
Paige Fleming: Do not yell, I'm not upset.
Ross Fleming: Well, I am upset.
Paige Fleming: It was my fault, okay? And, you slipped and I knew it, I, you knew I knew it. We ignored it.
[Ross goes to light a cigarette]
Ross Fleming: Okay, I slipped. Okay.
Paige Fleming: What else did we ignore?
Ross Fleming: Oh, okay, this is starting to make sense. What other lies did that little snot fill your head with?
Paige Fleming: It's not about...
Ross Fleming: What'd he say I provoked that attack yesterday? I deserved what I got the other time in the park?
Paige Fleming: No!
Ross Fleming: I can't believe after all the things we've been through, you and me, you give up on me!
Paige Fleming: I didn't give up on you I just... want under...
Ross Fleming: Here's another free piece of advice for you too, okay? Next time you want a shoulder to cry on, you want some support, go find yourself something you don't think is a total fuck up!
[Ross opens the door]
Ross Fleming: All right?
[Ross slams the door shut]
