Mitchell: She doesn't remember I'm gay.
Cameron: Yeah, no, I know. I was here for the whole explanation.
Mitchell: This means I get to come out to her again. It was a disaster the first time. I was I was so wishy-washy about the whole thing that when I finally said, "I-I think I might be gay," she said, "Ew."
Cameron: Are you sure she didn't mean, "Ooh"?
Mitchell: No, no. It was followed up by a whole bunch of stuff about me making Jesus cry.
Cameron: Oh.
Mitchell: For 20 years, I've regretted that moment, and today, I get the chance to make it right.
Cameron: Or you could just leave a poor, old demented woman alone and not make her stroke all about you.
Mitchell: Why do I even bring you to these things?