Monse: I don't know who you are.
Cesar: I'm the same person. I'm just trying to take care of everyone. Including you, I-- I love you.
Monse: Really? You love me enough to make me an accessory to assault? To put my future in jeopardy? Is that love?
Cesar: We said we were going to make this work, and now you're deciding not to.
Monse: No, I'm not doing anything except taking care of myself. I'm not going to stand by here and watch you bring both of us down.
Cesar: Yeah, I always knew you weren't ride or die.
Monse: No. I'm not. I'm not, Cesar, because the truth is, unlike you, I don't wanna die.