Donna: I don't know what's wrong with you. If it's genetic, or if you took a pill from your mother's cabinet. But I'm through doing stuff for you, because you don't appreciate it.
Eric: Whoa, whoa, wait. You're doing stuff for me?
Donna: Yeah! I went to that dinner party to make your mother happy and I went to the arboretum because you wanted to.
Eric: I wanted to? All I said was, "Look, the arboretum."
Donna: Wh- It sounded like you wanted to go. I hate trees! I mean, "Ooh, show me trees!" Does that sound like me?
Eric: No. Look, I'm sorry. [sighs] I just- I thought you were gonna make me do girlie crap for the rest of my life.
Donna: Eric, come on. You know me way better than that.
Eric: Yeah, you're right. So, would you like to go see Laser Floyd next weekend?
Donna: Oh, we can't. I signed us up for this class: "Quilting for Couples." [laughs] I'm kidding! [Eric gasps] It's just for men.