Monroe: "Life is the scale upon which is measured the depth of a man's soul."
Rosalee: Nice. Who said that?
Monroe: I did, just now. You didn't recognize my voice?
Monroe: Well, I suppose we should bring something, you know, to ease our way in.
Rosalee: A bottle of wine would be nice for my mom. And a quart of Jack Daniels for the martyr.
Monroe: It sounds fun.
Monroe: So, are we going to go inside there sometime today?
Rosalee: This may not go so well.
Monroe: On the other hand, it might go really badly.
Monroe: Look... you and your mom and your sister, you share a history... of love and pain and--and that's just family. There are no easy solutions.
Music: In the Mood (Glen Miller)