Leslie: Look, Christian, your brother and I, we have history. We can't do this.
Christian: Ah, Jake and you.
Leslie: Yeah, small world.
Christian: Forget Jake. What's past is past, it doesn't bother me.
Leslie: Well, it bothers me. I've already been down Doyle's Road, and, trust me, it's a dead end.
Christian: I'm nothing like my brother.
Leslie: I'm not so sure about that.