Carl: Molly, I’m sorry.
Molly: Don’t ever walk out on me again. Ever.
Carl: I know. I lost it. I didn’t know what I was doing anymore.
Molly: Well Carl, I don’t always know what I’m doing either. But we are in this together. When it’s good. When it’s bad. I mean, so you launched yourself across our dining room table at your best friend like a crazy person. But Carl, I know who you are, and I love who you are. That’s where we don’t walk out on each other.
Carl: I love you Molly and I promise you, I’m not going anywhere.