Shannon: I knew you’d bring the money, I knew you would.
Boone: You’re drunk.
Shannon: You wanna know why?
Boone: It doesn’t really matter, does it? Because you’re going to tell me anyway.
Shannon: Because you’re in love me.
Boone: What?
Shannon: You brought the money because you’re in love with me.
Boone: …You show up here plastered…
Shannon: You’ve always been in love with me.
Boone: You’ve always been a self-centered little bitch, but now you’re delusional.
Shannon: I’ve always known it.
Boone: You’re sick.