Robert: No! Would you stop?!
Marie: Well, then, what is it? Because I can't take it anymore. You're torturing me, do you know that? You are into your 40s, and still you can't settle down. I stay up nights tossing and turning in my bed because I'm so sick about it. I just want you to be with someone, anyone, I don't care who it is. I mean, for God's sakes, do you want to die alone?
Frank: Yes! Oh, him.