Stevie Budd: [David and Stevie are sitting on the hood of her car admiring the house that Patrick offered to buy for David] This might seem like a really stupid question, but um, why are we here?
David Rose: Because I felt like I owed it to Patrick to at least see the place where he wanted us to spend the rest of our lives.
Stevie Budd: And?
David Rose: And it's way too small for the rest of our lives, but it's cute.
Stevie Budd: Okay, so we just drove here to look at a place that you don't plan on living in.
David Rose: [tearing up] Correct.
Stevie Budd: [shaking her head] How many years have I known you and I still can't figure out what goes on inside your head.
David Rose: [tearfully] Join the club.
Stevie Budd: [apologetically] That was a joke, in case it didn't land.
David Rose: You know, I was just thinking about how Patrick must have driven out here and knocked on that door and asked those people to call him if they ever planned on selling. Just because I... I said it was nice. Who does that?
Stevie Budd: [nodding, fighting tears] Good people... good people do things like that. Hence the reason why we don't understand it.
[beat]
Stevie Budd: Can I ask you a question?
David Rose: Yes.
Stevie Budd: What is it about New York?
David Rose: I have big dreams...
Stevie Budd: And you can't have those dreams here?
David Rose: ...and some friends left there.
Stevie Budd: The friends whom you invited to the wedding?
David Rose: To name a few, yes.
Stevie Budd: [starting to cry] David, they're not coming... apparently, there was some electronic music festival in Norway that took priority.
[beat]
Stevie Budd: Why do you want to go back to a place that's done nothing but hurt your feelings!
David Rose: Because I want those people to know that I'm not a joke... that I've won!
Stevie Budd: David, look at this place! You won! And on a personal note, I don't want you to leave me here, okay?
David Rose: [Stevie puts her arms around David's shoulders as they cry together] Did you put on deodorant today?
Stevie Budd: [incredulous] Excuse me?
David Rose: [turning around] I know it might be the farm...
Stevie Budd: It's the farm!
[she shoves him off the hood and gets down herself]
