Amy: I love you. Did you hear me?
Amy: Sutter, I love you.
Sutter: No you don't.
Amy: Yes I do.
Sutter: No, you don't. You're wrong.
Amy: Sutter, I'm not wrong.
Sutter: You don't love me.
Amy: Yes I do!
Sutter: You're wrong! You don't love me, okay? You're just drunk and you're grateful that somebody came along and showed interest in you.
Amy: Okay, stop. Stop. Do not try and mess this up.
Sutter: Mess what up? What do you think this is, Amy?
Amy: What are you talk- Sutter!
Amy: Oh my god. Oh my god, are you okay?
Amy: Are you alright?
Amy: Are you hurt? Is there anything that-
Sutter: Amy stop! No, I'm not, I'm far from okay! Jesus.
Amy: Are you hurt?
Sutter: Amy, what is the mat- what is the matter with you?! I almost just killed you and you wanna know if I'm okay?
Amy: Yeah, I wanna make sure that you're okay?
Sutter: What the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you not see that I am bad for you?
Sutter: You need to get away from me!
Amy: What are you talking about?
Sutter: You need to get the fuck away from me! Amy, get out of my car.
Amy: No, I'm not gonna get out of your car!
Sutter: Get out of my car! Get the fuck out of my car!
Sutter: Get out! Get the fuck out of my car!
Amy: Oh my god, Sutter.
Sutter: Jesus Christ!
Amy: Okay, I'm sorry, Sutter.
Sutter: what are you- holy fuck! Amy!