Dorothy: All right, Stanley, the truth. Things have been going so well with Lucas I didn't want to deal with you. But, as Freud said, our beds are crowded. When I sleep with Lucas, I'm not alone. There's this phantom of you there, and he has the haunts of his prior relationships, and, well, I I can't pretend you're not a part of me.
Stan: So, what are you saying, you slept with this guy?
Dorothy: Stanley, you're missing my point. We named it! What I'm saying is thank you. Stanley, for the first time in a long while, you're really acting like a man.
Stan: I love you, Dorothy. I've always loved you.
Dorothy: And I love you, Stanley. [pulls hair from his forehead] Now drive.