Joey: I'm sorry. Rach, I'm sorry. Okay, I'm sorry. Maybe I could make it up to you by taking you roughly in the barn.
Rachel: Ugh. All right, you know what, that's it. You want to do it? Let's do it.
Joey: Huh?
Rachel: That's right. I want to do it with you. Been trying to fight it, but you just said all the right things.
Joey: I did?
Rachel: Yeah, I been waiting for so long to get on that body.
Joey: This body?
Rachel: Yeah, that's right. Come on, Joey, sex me up.
Joey: Hey, you're starting to sound like the butcher's wife there in chapter seven.
Rachel: Oh, come on, now. Don't keep me waiting. Take your clothes off. But I'd keep that helmet on, because you're in for a rough ride.
Joey: I don't want to. I'm scared.