With you, you can't figure out who you want to be. You know? It's your indecision that paralyzes you and hurts us, Hank. I can feel your restlessness. I mean, a moment like this, yeah, you want me, you want us and then that moment passes. Then you become like this ghost. Fourteen years ago, "I love you" was more than enough. It was almost revolutionary. And now... I don't know. They're just words. I mean, I know you mean them, but Hank I don't know what they mean to you.

Karen: You don’t want to be with me. You think… I know you think you do. But if I were to give myself to you, you would run for the hills, ’cause you’re not in love with me. You’re in love with the idea… The idea of love.
Hank: How can you be so fucking beautiful and so fucking wrong?