Meryl: You son of a bitch!
Jerry: I'm sorry.
Meryl: Who is she? I want to know who she is.
Jerry: It doesn't matter. I want a divorce.
Meryl: A divorce? Oh, so you can marry her and give her the discount?
Jerry: Yes, that's right.
Meryl: What happened to us, Jerry?
Jerry: I'll tell you what happened. We got married.
Meryl: I'm sorry, this is my fault. I pushed it on you.
Jerry: No. I guess I just wasn't ready for the responsibilities of a pretend marriage.
Meryl: Goodbye, Jerry. Oh, I forgot... this is your maple syrup.
Jerry: It's all right, I want you to have it.
Meryl: Okay, thanks.
Jerry: We'll always have...pancakes.
Meryl: Bye, Jerry.