[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?