POLICE 2: Next time we're going to hafta' file charges.
MERYL: I understand. Thanks again. Good night...Let me get you some help, Truman. You're not well.
TRUMAN: Why do you want to have a baby with me? You can't stand me.
MERYL: That's not true! Why don't you let me fix you some of this new Mococoa drink. All natural cocoa beans from the upper slopes of Mount Nicuragua, no artificial sweeteners.
TRUMAN: What the hell are you talkin' about? Who you talkin' to?