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Kem: I'll come by in the morning and we'll have some breakfast. Carter: Michel coming too? Kem: He has to work. Carter: Is that his real teeth? A little too straight. Kem: Get some sleep. I'm gonna come pick you up early. Carter: Yeah, you get some sleep too.

Sam: After what happened to your wife and kids, you really wanna bring another baby into this world? Therapist: You had a family before? Sam: He says he's happy, and he can't even talk about it. Luka: I had two children and a wife. They were killed years ago. I mean, how does it help us for me to talk about these things? Sam: Because it's a huge part of who you are, and you won't let me in!

Luka: I'm happy. Sam: No, you're not. Luka: I'm not? Sam: Nobody is happy all the time. (to the therapist) He's like a sphinx, I never know what he's thinking. Luka: We talk! Sam: We don't talk. I talk. You sit there and smile. Occasionaly you nod. And then I get mad. I am always the one who's getting angry, I am always the one who's yelling. Luka: You want me to get angry? Sam: Yeah! That would be nice. Could you please break a dish or, or scream at the top of your lungs? Something? Luka: (sighs) Sam: That's what I'm talking about. Therapist: What are you feeling, Luka? Luka: I'm happy! I'm happy and Sam's not. I don't know why. We're healthy, we enjoy each other... our work. We have a good life. Therapist: How does that make you feel, Sam? Sam: Like hitting him over the head with a hammer.

Therapist: How long have you been together? Sam: About a year on and off.. Mostly on. Therapist: Have you sought therapy before? Sam: No. Therapist: So what brings you to me today? Sam: I don't think Luka and I should be together.

(To Kem) Carter: I'm not leaving without you and I'm not living without you.

Abby: Susan, Code Brown dripping from the ceiling—again! Susan: Dammit!

Susan: (to Luka) I know that Morris isn't the sharpest shovel in the shed, but he's a paperwork hound. Besides, it keeps him from seeing patients. Think of it as community service.