Henry Torne:
We have to do it opening night.
Julie:
What?
Henry Torne:
It's the only time we can get in.
Julie:
But that's in two days.
Henry Torne:
Yeah.
Julie:
So you're leaving?
Henry Torne:
Yeah.
Julie:
Wow... Oh, wow. Fuck... Fuck, Henry.
Henry Torne:
I was thinking we could meet.
Julie:
What?
Henry Torne:
I was thinking California.
Julie:
You were thinking we could meet in California?
Henry Torne:
Yeah.
Julie:
You know what? You really are a thief, Henry. I mean, California? Why would I go anywhere with you? You can't cross a fucking street. You wreck my play, you make me an accessory to a crime. I should call the cops and you should go to hell.
Henry Torne:
I didn't know it would be this way.
Julie:
You're a bank robber. Henry. You're a bank robber. Th... I mean, you knew that you had to leave?
Henry Torne:
No.
Julie:
That's exactly what you wanted. So that we could be together. Don't touch me! Don't touch me! You know what? We screwed a couple of times. Right? So what?
Henry Torne:
It was more than that.
Julie:
No, really, just a couple of times. We both knew this would never work out, right?
Henry Torne:
I didn't.
Julie:
I did.
Julie:
Go rob your bank. Go!
