[first lines]
[Martin and Erica are jogging along the river]
Martin
Jesus Christ! Look at this! My sneaker's ruined!
Erica
They're only $35.
[Erica takes Martin's shoe and cleans it off for him]
Martin
Fucking city's turning into one big pile of DOG SHIT!
[shouting at passing traffic]
Martin
Come on out and take a crap on me--everybody else is. Fuck!
[Martin lights a cigarette]
Erica
...been jogging for 2 1/2 miles - you're giving yourself lung cancer.
Martin
I'll tell you something, Erica: the longer I'm married to you, the more you sound like my mother.
Erica
Clean your own sneaker.
[throws shoe at Martin]
Martin
I think you wanted me to step in it.
Erica
[laughing]
You're going crazy, Martin.
Martin
I am?
Erica
[laughing]
Yes.
[Martin tosses his shoe over his shoulder into the river. Erica jogs away, and Martin jogs after]