Erica: Now I owe even more money. How could you let me do this, Geoff?
Geoff: Me?! All I wanted was to stay together, but what's the point? Your credit's in the crapper. Now we'll never afford a starter home.
Erica: Starter home? I thought we were going to live in the city for a few years. You know, mattress on the floor like young starving artists.
Geoff: We can't even afford a bed frame? That's no life! I'm going to be an ophthalmologist. I need a good night's sleep.
Erica: Oh, so you're just going to put your work above me? Your head is always at the office, Geoffrey.
Geoff: Why are you making me choose?! I put in the hours for you!