Will: You make some sweeping proclamation that you're in love with me?
Emily: I would hardly call it a proclamation.
Will: Emily, we were friends, and coworkers, and now every time I ask you to run a CBC I'm gonna wonder if you're reading something into it.
Emily: Trust me, I'm not...it's very clear that you don't like me.
Will: That's the thing. I do like you. A lot. You kept me sane in med school. You were the person I could unload to, laugh with.
Emily: We can still do that. Look, I was just freaking out and I was so nervous about the job and I attached all this significance to you because you were familiar. But the point is you said no and that's it.
Will: Yeah?
Emily: I mean, did you think I was going to pine over you forever? You are a cool guy, but come on, I am moving on.