Rose: Bernard, this is not pheasant hunting in Montgomery county.
Bernard: I know what I'm doing.
Rose: No, you don't. Pheasants don't shoot back.
Bernard: Nothing's gonna happen to me, Rose. I just have to shoot a tent and I'll be right behind you.
Rose: Then I'm staying too.
Jack No you're not, Rose.
Jack: Everyone's gathering down at the South end of the beach. No one's staying behind but the shooters.
Rose: Says who? You wanna give me your word that nothing's going to happen to my husband, then I'll go.
Jack: I'll give you my word that if we don't kill everyone that shows up here in about an hour, its not gonna matter where Bernard is.
Rose: I like you better since you got back, Jack. You're almost an optimist.