Sam: Tell me about your cat.
Diane: I don't want to talk about it.
Sam: Well, tough!
Diane: Well, I was... pretty lonely as a child. I wasn't close to anyone in my family. My father traveled frequently, and my mother was incredibly social. So Elizabeth was my closest friend and confidante. That cat could really keep a secret.
Sam: That's good in a cat.
Diane: Yeah. Well, she was the only one in my life who was always there. When everybody was mad at me, she always liked me. When I'd hide when my parents argued, she'd come with me. And... And whenever I was sick, she never left my bed until I was well again. And then, when I was 12 years old, my parents separated. It was maybe the worst night of my life. Believe it or not, I actually thought about throwing myself in the lake. But then I looked down at this cat in my lap and I thought, "Oh, who would take care of Elizabeth?" She saved my life that night. And I know, it's crazy and irrational, but, oh, Sam, I can't help thinking that last night, when her time came, she must have wondered where I was. [sobs]