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Dr. Simon Finch-Royce:
I think I've shown remarkable restraint so far, but I have had just about enough. Now I've said that you're not compatible, and you've done nothing to show me otherwise.

Diane:
[sounding on the verge of tears] Look I don't know, what we're supposed to do or what we're supposed to say, but we're HERE, fighting for our lives together, now doesn't that count for something?

Dr. Simon Finch-Royce:
[matter-of-factly] No.

Diane:
[whining] Why not?

Dr. Simon Finch-Royce:
Well, let me answer you this way. Sam, do you really want to be here?

Sam Malone:
No.

[Simon gestures as if to say, "There, case closed"]

Diane:
[still whining] Oh, What do you mean "no?"

Sam Malone:
I mean "no." I don't want to be here-I mean, this whole thing was your stupid idea. What do we care if this guy doesn't think we should get married? Nobody we know thinks we should get married. We don't go bugging them in the middle of the night, do we?