[about Bill's new fiancée, while in his truck]
Bill:
She's a... a therapist.
Jo:
Oh... Yours?
Bill:
Christ, you couldn't resist, could you?
Jo:
What? I'm not saying you *need* therapy.
Bill:
What? Wait, wait, wait, I need therapy?
Jo:
I didn't say that. I didn't *say* that.
Bill:
What could I possibly need a therapist for? Huh? You're the doctor, tell me!
Jo:
I don't know... inability to finish things?
Bill:
"Inability to finish things"?
Jo:
Maybe rushing into things you can't quite commit to.
Bill:
Commitment?
Jo:
You asked!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:07