Doug: Was that the guy?
Carol: Yes. That’s the guy. But I’m not seeing him or anything.
Doug: Yeah, you’re not ready to commit, that’s fine. You wanna screw firemen, fine. Just don’t humiliate me in front of my friends.
Carol: Humiliate you?! What about the surgical tech in the on-call room? Or the peds nurse in the parking lot? How about the drug rep with the fake breast and the big hair? I’d have to do the entire Bulls lineup on the damn admit desk before I even begin to be equal with you.
Doug: Is that what this is about? Is this about getting even for things I did a long time ago?
Carol: No. This is about me needing some time and you being really pissed off that things are working out exactly as you planned. I’ve spent years, years of my life changing to fit your needs, working around your schedules, your insecurities, your inabilities to commit. Well, you know what, Doug? It’s not all about you. I know that may come as a shock. But a relationship is give and take. Two people as equals, and right now I need something. So you can grow up and accept it, or you can go on being the same selfish celf-centered bastard you’ve always been and refuse to give me the one thing- one thing I’ve ever asked you for.