Lieutenant: "Change your phone number, buy new locks."
Colleen: "And live locked up in my apartment like a frightened animal? Thank you for your time, lieutenant, I'm sorry I wasted it."
Colleen: "He says his name is, uh, Steve. I think he first saw me in the supermarket. Hes been hounding me, uh, for about a month. Obscene phone calls, chance meetings, I thought I could handle it. But last night he was in my apartment."
Robert: "Did he...?"
Colleen: "Uh uh, no. I think that's part of his game-plan. Suggest and insinuate. Make me wait for my rape."
Colleen: "Last night was the first time I was able to sleep in about a month. I was wondering if you'd like to come over for dinner?"
Robert: "I'm gonna pass on that."
Colleen: "I'd like to get to know you better."
Robert: "You wouldn't."
Stephanie: (Suddenly appears from skating rink) "I didn't scare you, I hope."
Robert: "Scare me? No, no, surprised me a little. I was expecting you all the way from..."
Stephanie: "Oh, I guess it was kind of a grand entrance. It's therapy, my way of taking out aggression."
Robert: "By making grand entrances?"
Stephanie: "Skating."
Stephanie: "Mysterious."
Robert: "Nope, careful."
Stephanie: "Boy, I'd like to get you on a couch."
Robert: "I beg your pardon?"
Stephanie: "Pyschiatrist. I'm always wanting to know what makes people tick."
Robert: (Looks around Stephanie's living room)
Stephanie: "So, what's the verdict?"
Robert: "What?"
Stephanie: "Is she neat? Is she sloppy? Good taste, bad taste?"
Robert: "No, no, no, I wasn't thinking..."
Stephanie: "Yes you were."
Robert: "Yes I was."
Stephanie: "And?"
Robert: "Well, it's, umm..."
Stephanie: "Good, glad to hear it."
Stephanie: "Helping people is what makes people like you and me tick. Now maybe you think you could give it up. I know I couldn't. And eventually you would end up hating me for making you give it up. That'd be the worst thing of all."
