The Kid2000

Deirdre Lefever:
Why wouldn't your eight-year-old self time travel here to give you a hand? You're obviously in trouble. He could straighten you out!

Russ Duritz:
You think he's here to straighten *me* out?

Deirdre Lefever:
Well of course! You didn't think it was the other way around, didja?

Russ Duritz:
[nods hesitantly]

Deirdre Lefever:
Maybe he's here for you to teach him some things... but maybe he's here for you to remember some things, ever thought about that?

Russ Duritz:
Not until just now, no.

Deirdre Lefever:
Look, you're turning forty tomorrow, you haven't acquired a single thing of real value in your life...

Russ Duritz:
Hey...

Deirdre Lefever:
- and no, no, money doesn't count. You're virtually friendless, you barely talk to your family, and you've just lost the only woman in the world who's ever meant anything to you.

Russ Duritz:
Who, Amy? Oh, come on, she's not... we work together, that's all. She's neurotic! She bites her nails... well, nail. [holds up his finger] This one. [realizes] Oh, my God...

Deirdre Lefever:
[to the waitress] While he's getting a clue, could I get a warm-up, please?