[from trailer]
Brian Sousa:
It's all in your head, Beth.
[from trailer]
Leann Cole:
That's not my ringtone.
Ellie Layton:
Now this will only hurt a little...
Beth Raymond:
[to Leann after hearing her voice mail] That's your voice. That's you.
Brian Sousa:
[to Beth] You know, I can hear you analyzing me in your head. You might as well do it out loud.
Beth Raymond:
Ok, I think that you're still messed up over Leann. You think that if you flirt with Taylor maybe Leann'll get jealous and come back to you
[grins]
Brian Sousa:
[smiles] Go back to analyzing me in your head. I think I like that better.
Beth Raymond:
[to Leann about Shelley Baum's funeral] Hey. How was it?
Leann Cole:
It was a funeral. It sucked.
Leann Cole:
From now on, I only go to parties where no one gets cremated.
Beth Raymond:
How are Shelley's parents?
Leann Cole:
Considering their 24-year-old daughter drowned in the backyard pond. They're great.
Beth Raymond:
And you?
Leann Cole:
I knew Shelley. We interned at Saint Luke's together. I mean, she was not crazy.
Beth Raymond:
I know but the way she was talking at the end was pretty...
Leann Cole:
Yeah, that doesn't mean she killed herself.
[Leann's phone rings]
Beth Raymond:
[reading the caller ID on Leann's cell] It says it's from Shelley. Who'd be calling on Shelley's phone?
Leann Cole:
[after missing the call and reading the date] That's creepy. It's dated Monday, 10:17 p.m.
Beth Raymond:
It's Friday. Maybe you just set the date wrong.
Beth Raymond:
[as Leann listens to the voicemail looking slightly creeped out] Leann, what is it? Leann?
Beth Raymond:
[to Leann] Are you ok?
Leann Cole:
I haven't been sleeping to well.
Beth Raymond:
Call me tonight. I'll read you my paper on developmental perspectives in abuse cases. It's better than Ambien.
[in a church, referring to the crucifix]
Ted Summers:
Make sure Jesus is centered! All right?复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
