Willie:I look at you and I think it's amazing that there's a guy out there gets to do all kinds of things with you. He gets to make you happy and spend evenings with you...
Andera:...make me martinis, listen to Van Morrison...
Willie:...smell your skin...
Andera:...after a day at the beach.
Willie:Yeah, and read the papers...
Andera:...on a Sunday morning...
Willie:...a rainy Sunday morning, and pepper your belly with baby kisses... Sorry.
Andera:The thing is, there's a guy out there thinks the same thing about Tracy and he's jealous of you because you get to do all that with her.
Willie:Let me ask you something; can you think of anything better than making love to an attractive stranger... with just an oil light to guide your way? Can you think of anything better?
Andera:Going back to Chicago. Ice cold martini. Van Morrison.