Lorna
What? I don't want to be here with you.
Andrew
I can't stop thinking of you.
Lorna
Andrew.
Andrew
I can't.
Lorna
Andrew, your wife's funeral's in here.
Andrew
She's not my wife. You're my wife. I married her because you left.
Lorna
I have an idea. Why don't you and I make out in front of her dead body? It would excite you, huh?
Andrew
This has nothing to do with her.
Lorna
You don't think so? You don't think this is her day?
Andrew
She's dead now! She doesn't have to worry now!
Lorna
You shit, you've gone crazy.
Andrew
No I haven't.
[tries to touch her]
Andrew
I masturbate thinking about you.
[Lorna turns and walks in the room]
Andrew
That time in the car - in Santa Cruz... You drove me crazy. Nobody can make me come like that. Only you can do that.
[approaching her]
Andrew
Do you think about me? Tell me! Tell me if you think about me sometimes!
[looks her in this eyes, closely]
Andrew
If you don't, I'll get out of here right now.
Lorna
Did she know about this?
[Andrew kisses Lorna]