Joanne: Barry, I think you cut yourself a little with that staple gun.
Barry: [raises bleeding hand] Just let me finish.
Joanne: It's bleeding pretty bad.
Barry: No, Joanne. What's bad is how much I screwed up.
Joanne: You need to get a rag or maybe a tourniquet! [Barry sighs] Do you not feel that?
Barry: The only thing I can feel is the pain I caused you.
Joanne: At least put some pressure on it or, like, elevate it over your head.
Barry: Exactly. I'm over my head in love with you.
Joanne: It's really pumping. I can tell when your heart beats.
Barry: When that apartment came up, you should've been my first thought.
Joanne: You're about to have no more thoughts because you are running out of blood. [wraps scarf around Barry's hand]
Barry: I always want to put you first, and I definitely want to live with you.
Joanne: That's incredibly sweet, but we need to get you some medical attention, like, now.
Barry: So you forgive me?
Joanne: Yes, of course.
Barry: Yes! Bar-Bar and Jo Jo are back! [clicks stapler] [hugs Joanne] Oh, I feel a little light headed.
Joanne: Sure.