Will: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm saying, Lindsey, I mean, what about me as a person? What about the way that my cheeks dimple when I smile? And what color are my eyes? Look at you all quiet. You don't even know.
Lindsey: Who cares?
Will: Who cares? I feel so used, so cheap.
Lindsey: You certainly weren't cheap. Cost me a fortune. I want my stuff back. Now.
Will: Wait. But-
Lindsey: Now!
Will: You take this ring back, 'cause my mother don't scream at me like that. Watch back, and you can take this jacket back.
Judge Robertson: Be sure to rock the vote.
Lindsey: Good night.
Will: You know, Judge I never thought saying goodbye would be so hard. I really loved that watch.