Anna: You know, I'm not supposed to be talking to you.
George: No one's putting a gun to your head. [chews gum] Do I, uh, scare you?
Anna: No. [off George's look] A little. Nice car.
George: Yeah, she's a sweet ride.
Anna: Is that your orthopedic back pillow?
George: Maybe.
Anna: Well, is it or isn't it?
George: Guess not.