The Thrill of Being Followed

Agatha:
Did you just say you don't have a cell phone?

Denise Applecore:
Yeah, I have a landline.

Agatha:
You're... you're joking, right? I mean... nobody uses a phone anymore to... talk.

Lorenzo:
I hate talking.

Jerry Lambshank:
Yeah, you gotta use words and everything.

Agatha:
Right? It's so exhausting! You gotta stop whatever you're in the middle of doing, you can't multi-task... You... You don't prefer that, do you?

Denise Applecore:
Isn't it much easier to talk instead of texting?

Agatha:
Dear, haven't you noticed? Talking to people sometimes sucks.

Jerry Lambshank:
Really. You don't say.

Jerry Lambshank:
137 people care what you eat for dinner? [Denise nods] What, did the mental asylum get wifi?

Jerry Lambshank:
And they'd rather text you than speak to you in person?

Denise Applecore:
I've come to learn that some people are better in text form.

Jerry Lambshank:
...Wait a minute, you mean like you or like me?

Denise Applecore:
Good night, Tucker!

Jerry Lambshank:
...Who the hell is Tucker? [Denise points at it]... Well that's ten seconds of my life I'm not getting back. I'm gonna pretend that didn't just happen.

Denise Applecore:
[after Tucker has been stolen] It's Tucker! God knows what they're doing to him.

Jerry Lambshank:
Probably making phone calls. It's just a phone.

Denise Applecore:
My friends are probably upset that I'm not texting them back.

Jerry Lambshank:
It's been two hours.

Denise Applecore:
Exactly! You only have a small window of time to text them back before they'll think you're blowing them off.

Denise Applecore:
[Perusing a large fold-out map] This map is archaic! We need a GPS.

Jerry Lambshank:
A GPS. To go five blocks.

Denise Applecore:
How am I supposed to know how long it's gonna take for us to get there?... How am I supposed to even know where we are right now?

Jerry Lambshank:
...Did you really just say that out loud?

Denise Applecore:
Jerry! This isn't easy for me.

Jerry Lambshank:
Yeah, well, it was last week.