Fred: I missed you.
Faith: I missed you, too. ... What happened with your truck?
Fred: Uh... (puts the keys in her hand)
Faith: You're kidding me? (they laugh)
Fred: Leroy said the guy who's married to that lady who told Boscorelli off deserves that truck.
Faith: So it was my winning personality again, huh? (laughs)
Fred: One of your best qualities.
Fred: You know, we still got a day left of the weekend.
Faith: You blew your chance, mister.
Fred: I'm completely out of luck?
Faith: Well, there might be one thing. ... Have you ever made love in the back of a brand new sport-Harley-Davison-edition pickup truck?
Fred: Mrs. Yokas! (they laugh)
Faith: Fred, I love you.
Fred: I love you.