Hyde: I can't believe Forman missed all of those signals.
Donna: What signals?
Hyde: [feminine voice] Oh, no. Poor me all alone in my big house. Just me and my nightie. If only there was some scrawny little neighbor boy here.
Donna: He's not scrawny. You know, why am I even talking to you?
Hyde: I'm all you got.
Donna: Oh, my God. So everybody knows? [lays down on the couch]
Hyde: I'm afraid so.
Donna: I just wanted to spend some time with him alone and now I can't.
Hyde: How does that make you feel?
Donna: Frustrated. It's frustrating as hell. I mean, I really put myself out there.
Hyde: I see. And do you have trouble sleeping at night?
Donna: Sometimes, yeah, I do.
Hyde: Do you think you'd sleep better if you had a scrawny little neighbor boy up next to you?