"You leave me at the altar, right? I mean, that was my state of mind at the time, OK? You went off with Jamie to seek your fortune and you were coming back to marry me. Now am I remembering this correctly because if I'm not I want you to correct me. You get lost in your plane, you were reported missing, were presumed dead, I attend your memorial service and I cried the tears of a grieving widow. I vowed I'll never get over you, in fact I never do. I still carry your Goddamn pictures in my wallet. Until one day I pull into a gas station, and you're alive with people chasing you. And you ask me to look at your butt?!?"
