Will: Syd don't worry about me.
Sydney: I can't help it… I'm sorry you had to go through all this.
Will: If you apologize one more time I'm going to slap you okay? Look it's none of your fault.
Sydney: It is, actually, the people I love, sooner or later something horrible happens to them, it happens over and over, they're kidnapped, they're tortured… they're killed… because they know me, I fell like I'm this plague and everyone I love is infected… I just- I just want you to know how sorry I am for all of it.
Will: Yes, I've been tortured and kidnapped… several times and probably none of that would have happened if I hadn't helped a clumsy girl pick up her books freshman year Bio class, but… it's not your fault, you can't blame yourself for all the evils of the world, I mean since I met you, I've seen a lot of horrible things, there are people out there who are capable of more hatred and cruelty than I thought possible, but I still sleep at night, you know why? Because I know you're out there fighting against them. Sydney you save the world everyday and you never ask for anything in return. I think I speak for everybody who loves you, and I say thank you for watching over us.
Sydney: If you'd never met me, you'd have a regular life.
Will: Who wants it?