The Yellow Handkerchief

Brett Hanson:
I was gonna ask you to marry me.

May:
What? You don't know a thing about me.

Brett Hanson:
You just told me who you are. But I already knew. Your whole life is in your face.

Gordy:
This is your fate, you got to play this out to the end. Otherwise, you're going to walk around a ghost for the rest of your life.

Brett Hanson:
Look at it this way, it can always get worse.

Martine:
Yeah well, I don't really think so.

Brett Hanson:
Give it time.

Martine:
You been married? Have you been?

Brett Hanson:
Are you interviewing for the job? Cuz you're a little young.

Brett Hanson:
[about May] She wasn't afraid - of me, maybe anything.

Gordy:
Sh*t, everyone's afraid of me. I never hurt a flea.

Martine:
I'm not afraid of you, I get annoyed.

May:
You still want to get married?

Brett Hanson:
To who?

Gordy:
I think it would go away, because it wouldn't be like this obsession thing...

Martine:
So it's like an obsession thing. You touch me and it goes away? Why is that?

Gordy:
The mystery's gone.

Brett Hanson:
I started to feel like I was already dead, but didn't know it.

[first lines]

Background voice:
Hey, Brett!

Female warden:
All right, close seven!

[background chatter]

Prisoner in cell:
Don'tcha come back now. Don't wanna see you back here again.

[last lines]

Brett Hanson:
It's May. Okay.