Jess: Come on, Schmidt, get in the car. Get in the car.
Schmidt: I love her, Jess. I have to tell her.
Jess: Well, you can't. You have to let her go.
Schmidt: I know. Look, you're right. I know.
Jess: Okay, good. Come on, get back in the car.
Schmidt: I also know that in about 30 seconds, I'm gonna run away from you again, and this time, I will lose you. I'll go down alleys, I'll cut across parks. I will live in the shadows, just slithering, lurking, trolling the darkness.