Arvin: [on the phone] Haley, I'm sorry. You had every right to run out of the restaurant.
Haley: You know, I've put up with a lot from boyfriends: futons, video games, wives. But you were ashamed of me.
Arvin: My mother is a judgmental snob! I wanted her to like you. I know I just I handled it all wrong. But please come back.
Haley: No! You made me feel bad about myself, and I deserve better than that, okay? So just go to Switzerland and sit in a big thing of, like, Swiss chocolate and and yodel, okay?