P2

[last lines]

Angela Bridges:
Merry Christmas, Thomas.

Thomas:
Yeah, that way he can go back to his kids and his family, and you can go to your sister's, and I can stay here! In this parking lot! All by myself! 'Cause that's obviously what everybody wants!

[first lines]

Angela Bridges:
Yes, sir, I redrafted the contracts to include the new stipulations.

Thomas:
Angela, I just wanted to be friends. I'm alone. I'm always alone. Why can't we just spend more time together? Angela?

[Angela starts walking away]

Thomas:
Wait. Why? Why? Why can't we be friends? Huh? We can't we just spend Christmas together? Do you hear me, you stupid f***ing c*nt!

Thomas:
Way to ruin Christmas. A**hole.

Thomas:
What kind of car does he drive?

Angela Bridges:
I don't know.

Thomas:
You don't know? You don't know what kind of car your fianc? drives?

Angela Bridges:
A Toyota.

Thomas:
A Toyota? Now, that is a fast car. He could be here any minute...

Thomas:
That's not very nice dinner talk.

Angela Bridges:
Why are we going down, Tom?

Thomas:
How could you kill a poor, defenseless animal? Angela! You're really starting to piss me off!

Thomas:
[yelling] Angela? You did f*** him didn't you? LIAR!

Thomas:
I told you, [yells] I'm not gonna hurt you!