Amy: Look, you know Brett is alive, right? No one died. It's all okay. So, we can just head out.
Dina: I'm not leaving.
Amy: [tries to grab Dina] You cannot... stay... down here!
Dina: Are you being serious right now?
Amy: [gasps] Oh, God. Okay, you know what? Fine. I get it. You don't want my help. I give up. I'm giving up.
Dina: Great. [Amy tries to grab Dina again] Oh, it's just getting sad at this point. You're so tiny! Look, you know what? Just for that, you don't get a space in the shelter.
Amy: Oh, I'm so sad that I don't get a spot in your little masturbation jail.
Dina: All jails are masturbation jails.