Last night, the police arrested my father. He was the one who murdered Sydney. We all know that Auggie was innocent, and now with the right man in custody, it's only a matter of time before he's exonerated.
[throws a white scarf at Jonah, who's sitting at his computer] Ungaro is the closest thing I have to a white flag. [he drops the scarf on the floor] So how long do you plan on hating me? Because these heels make walking on eggshells very tough.
Jonah
Oh, I'm sorry. Did, um, selling me out inconvenience you?
Okay, look, Jonah, I get it, all right? I mean, you have a million reasons why you should hate my guts, but... Not having you in my life, it really sucks, Jonah.
Hey! I walk around all day acting like some unflappable tough-as-nails bitch who doesn't give a damn what anybody thinks about me, but when I'm with you, I just... I don't know. You make me feel like I'm better than that.
Jonah
Oh, I'm so happy I could help boost your self-esteem.
Oh, crap, I'm sorry. I didn't know my speaker was on. I hate when that happens. Plus, had I known everybody was listening, I for sure would have played Clapton.
No, I'm talking about us. We... are a mistake. You and Riley are cut from the same snuggly, fuzzy cloth, and I'm... well, let's face it, I'm industrial-strength sandpaper.
I can kick open doors for your career all day long, but when it comes to actually opening myself up and letting somebody in, it's... it's an entirely different story. And yes, I am selfish... but it's just because I don't want to get hurt.
No, Jonah, I'm serious. Why do you think that I spend every last ounce of energy that I have on my career? Or why I'd rather be at a business meeting than a candlelit dinner? I'm not as tough as you think, okay? I can't handle having my heart broken.
And look where that got you. See, with a girl like Ella, you have to let go of all preconceptions. If you stop trying to make her into someone she's not, you may end up liking the person she already is.
Look, Jonah, I'm sorry, okay? I tried. But if it means giving up who I am, then I guess I'm not couple material. No his and hers towels. No one drink, two straws. No.
Jonah
Guess a, uh, tandem bicycle's totally out of the question?
Okay, no, Jonah, just—just stop, okay? You come off as this—this sweet, sensitive, honest guy, the type of guy that would never break a girl's heart in a million years.
Jonah
Ella, look, I never, ever meant to hurt you. I swear.
Oh, you know what? Thank you. Seriously. Because of you, I've realized that maybe monogamy isn't the end of life as we know it. Maybe I... maybe I can be in a real relationship. Just not with you.