Vince: Strange thing, love.
Jane: Oh, do enlighten me.
Vince: I would, but we're here.

Friends? Are you kidding? He combs our lakes. He takes our fish. He takes our women.


A toast to Jane who I will always be thinking about when I am in my boat.


I don't believe in luck. I believe in attraction.


I can't believe I'm actually going to say this, but I miss her.


Jane: What kind of French food do you love?
Angela: I love it all. French toast, French fries..

How long are you going to be here? Your presence is interfering with my teaching schedule.


Really? So she hanged herself, then drove herself to the body farm and tucked herself in under some garbage?


Angela: Why can't you be supportive?
Jane: Why can't you take up bingo?
Angela: I'm going to do what I want to do!

We know one thing for sure. He didn't kill her.


What are you talking about? He's a lobster.


They were free spirits. She always talked about moving away, living off the grid.