Mac: You... you make me very happy. I'm just... struggling with...
Christine Whitney: You can tell me. You know, all those nights that I sat by your bedside in the hospital, it wasn't because I felt some obligation. I was where I wanted to be. I sat there day after day, praying... because I wanted... I needed you to recover. Mac, you can trust me.
Mac: I can't... I can't remember things.
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