Max: Hi. How was your flight?
Helen: Sad, upsetting. lonely.
Max: More joy. That's what I told myself. that's what I learned more than anything over these last 18 months. That's what I need. And that's you. You're my joy.
Helen: Did you find my replacement?
Max: No one can replace you. But I think I found someone who can replace me.
Helen: What?
Max: I'm going with you. More joy.