-
You killed them. What more did you want to do?
-
Not that.
-
It.
-
I could always get it up for her.
-
Well, then we were teenagers.
-
We could practically get it up for tomato soup.
-
You ever wonder why we broke up?
-
You ever wonder that?
-
I'm pretty sure that year of hell had something to do with it.
-
Yeah, a year.
-
You were lucky.
-
I screwed up, Mitch. I--