Will: So, say, what's up with that date?
Jackie: I'm sorry, Will, but when you cancelled on me, I made plans to go to the movies.
Will: Oh, that's cool. Just call up your little girlfriend and break them.
Jackie: My "little girlfriend" is 6'2" with a mustache.
Will: What kind of monster are you? A man is laying up in his deathbed, and you go stepping out on him?
Jackie: Hey, Will, you and me ain't all that.