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Carter: (Sees her on the rooftop. She's on a plastic folding chair)
Hey. (She throws her cigarette onto the ground) Don't put it out on
my account.
Abby: I only wanted half.
Carter: Nobody smokes half a cigarette.
Abby: I do. And I'm trying to quit.
Carter: Oh, back to that, are we?
Abby: I like routine.
Carter: Yeah, like disappearing on me.
Abby: I know. I'm sorry.
Carter: It's ... no problem. You had bigger concerns.
Abby: Yeah, like ruining your vacation.
Carter: Who knows - you might have saved me from a shark attack.
(Walks up behind her and moves to sit in a second chair, facing hers)
Abby: Run away, Carter. Run as fast as you can.
Carter: (Sits down) Where's Maggie?
Abby: She went home.
Carter: Minnesota?
Abby: Please.
Carter: Well, you want to hide out at my place for a while?
Abby: Did you hear what I said about running away?
Carter: I block out about half of what you say.
Abby: Only half?
Carter: Negative half. (She looks disappointed) I'm sorry.
Abby: No. You're right. (She stands and walks a little bit away from
him) I am negative. It's not hard to be when you attract misery
everywhere you go.
Carter: I'm not gonna let you do this...
Abby: I'm like a magnet for it. And you shouldn't have to deal with
this.
Carter: Now you're pissing me off.
Abby: Maybe you should just cut your losses...
Carter: You know, Eric is alive! (Stands) You could take two seconds
and rejoice in that!
Abby: I did! I hugged you and then I ran away to find my crazy
mother, and I never even came back to thank you. Thank you for
traveling all night. Thank you for working all day just to be with me.
Carter: You're welcome.
Abby: 'Cause, you know, my life is on hold. It will always and
forever be on hold. You don't want to be on hold with me.
Carter: Well, then don't put it on hold!
Abby: I have no choice! You do!
Carter: Right. Your life sucks. Now and forever, there's nobody that
you can love, there's nothing that you can do about it.
Abby: You don't want me to love you.
Carter: Can I decide that for myself!?
Abby: Fine! Decide! What do you want?
Carter: What do I want? I want you to stop being so afraid!
Abby: I'm not afraid!
Carter: I want us to stop being so careful!
Abby: I'm just ...
Carter: I want to marry you!
Abby: What?
Carter: I want to marry you!
Abby: Oh, you're proposing?
Carter: Yeah!
Abby: You're crazy!
Carter: Well, then I'll fit right in.

Hee hee! So them. Twisted *g*