Glee, Season 3

Finn:
Hey, I-I kind of need to use the bathroom; it was a really big meal.

Rachel:
[uncomfortable] No, you can't do that here.

Finn:
Where am I supposed to do it?

Rachel:
Umm, at your house?

Finn:
Hilarious. I'm just gonna jump in beside you. I don't mind if you stay.

Rachel:
Oh, for God's sakes, Finn! Can't you at least try to keep some sort of mystery until we're married?!

Finn:
What do you think it's gonna be like in New York?

Rachel:
We'll be on opposite schedules, so, you know, you can use the bathroom while I'm at school and I'll use it when you're at...when you're working or what-whatever.

Finn:
What's that supposed to mean? You don't think I'm gonna be doing anything in New York? You think I'm just gonna be around to bring you Diet Cokes and cheer you on?!

Rachel:
I knew it. I knew one day you'd be intimidated by my success, but I didn't think it would be before we graduated.

[Finn grabs a magazine and starts walking out]

Rachel:
Where are you going!?

Finn:
The bathroom downstairs. I can guarantee one thing you're not gonna have to add to your little crazy-town nighttime ritual, getting into bed with me!!

[Finn storms out and Rachel throws a hairbrush after him]