CARRIE: What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t care? I don’t care so much I visited you in the hospital every day? I don’t care so much I took you into my home? I lost my daughter? I don’t care so much I fucking dropped everything when your hooker girlfriend showed up out of the blue and said you needed me? QUINN: You had no choice! CARRIE: Oh believe me I did. QUINN: You owe me! CARRIE: Why’s that? QUINN: Because you made me this way! It’s always your mission, your mission, your mission! [throws object angrily]
CARRIE: At least I understand now what happened here. QUINN: You don’t. This [pointing to dead body] is what I do. CARRIE: Don’t even say that. QUINN: It’s all I can do. CARRIE: No. QUINN: Because there’s nothing here [pointing to his heart], there never was. CARRIE: Shut the fuck up! [more calmly] You changed after the stroke. We both know it and I am so, so sorry what I did to you. QUINN: You didn’t do anything. I’ve always been this way.