Ally McBeal

Billy: ...Love is wasted on you, Ally, cause you'll always be unhappy. That's why I left!

Tracy: So you didn't...? Ally: We didn't have sex. No. Tracy: None? What about the democratic definition? Ally: All we did was kiss. Once. And then my pea-sized brain went into panic mode. Tracy: OK. First things first: you gotta dump Greg. Ally: Why? Tracy: This is obviously about you and Billy, whether the two of you are right for each other. And we can't have it muddled up with Greg. We gotta clear that deck. Ally: But what about, like you say, what if Greg is really the guy and I, and I'm afraid of falling in love so on some unconscious level I'm looking to screw that up and am grabbing on to Billy… I mean, what if, like you said, this is really about me loving Greg? Tracy: Oh… bugger! I forgot about that! This is what happens when I don't take notes. Ally: Damn it! This isn't funny anymore! Do you even get the concept of love? You, you probably time relationships with the stick of gum and spit when the flavour's gone. It goes a little deeper than that and I'm beginning to wonder if you do. Tracy: You think I don't know love, Ally? The greatest love of my life – I sent him away. 11 years, 3 months and two days ago. Ally: I'm sorry. Tracy: He asked me if I believed in immortality, asked if I was afraid I'd burn if I got too close to happiness. I remember it as if it was last night. Ally: It was last night. On cable. That's what Paul Henreid said to Bette Davis in "Now Voyager". Tracy (laughing): Bugger! You saw it. Oh well…